he was looking to take advantage of it, swaggering over to me. I could smell the caustic stench of his breathing when he spoke. "Hey! Unicorn! What's your name!" he shouted, working himself up to his most belligerent pose. I merely looked up at him from my "I like to know whose balls I rip off and fuck down their throat!" The greens all laughed uproariously at this cleverness. I reached up and broke his little finger. He looked confused first, as the pain hit, and then indignant. He took a deep breath and reared back his head, telegraphing his
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