The Twisted Roads To My Madness
Fergus says with a burly laugh. “Did you see that shite Wee-Billy? Did you see that crazy cunt jump across then room like he was auditioning for some real American superhero bullshite?”
Wee-Billy curls his lips, and spits a wad of saliva to the floor. “Aye, I fooking saw him!”
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