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Destro looked at his jacket and wanted to chuckle, but stopped himself. "Well, I shouldn't wear it but I'm not going around without it. If people looked at me oddly I'd tell them it's fake. They wouldn't believe this was all real gold and fur." Destro said as he walked a bit more, stopping in front of a hard wear store and sighing. Clearly not enjoying this little outing.
"Let's finish this up, head to the office, and get back to Roy before he passes out from being unable to orgasm." Destro said, smirking at the thought as he walked into the store, hearing the small 'ding' and cocking an eyebrow when he saw only one or two people were inside.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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