Through the corner of his fat eye Bill thought he fatblackgirls-roundandbrown could fat see a bouncer fat making his way around the side of the round room. "Matt, calm down myra. I want to help ya buddy but I can't round and brown myra do anything round if we get beat up and bounced outta here." He made a head gesture indicating the extra large super jumbo sized bouncer brown closing very seriously fatblackgirls-roundandbrown on them, the one that he hoped Matt might still be sane enough to pick up on. He was fat parting the patrons like a bulldozer fat in thin underbrush, no; more like round a brown giant reptile in a Japanese horror flick smashing all the fat buildings black and cars in its' path. Matt glanced that way and fat his grip loosened. Thank god someone brown was still home.

"Tina..." Bill tried again. Matts eyes welled up with tears myra. Bill fat had never seen this side of Matt. The toughest guy he knew had a soft spot after all and it was...

"Tina... she black's... gone. My fault." Nothing new yet round. "She , we, it was a game for fat Christ's sake round and brown myra." Bill fat gave Matt a confused look. It was beginning to look like a very long night. "We played fat this ... kinky sort of game." Another long pause round and brown myra.

"And this fatblackgirls-roundandbrown game is somehow the reason she left?" Bill asked, trying desperately to find out SOMETHING useful.

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"Where?"

Bill relaxed a brown little.

"Where, where did she go?"

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"I told her to use Chunky Monkey fat."

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