“No way did she do that!”
“Yeah, dude, like she totally did!”
“No way!”
“Way, dude.”
“Why?”
“Dunno.”
“But she was, like, fine just last week. I saw her.”
“Who knows, dude. You wanna get something to eat?”
“Aw, man! How could she even, like, do that? Yeah, I guess. Arby’s still got five for five?”
“Dunno. I always get the French dip.”
“Dude! They’re totally awesome! With that sauce, you know?”
“And curly fries.”
“What is that sauce? Like something juice or something?”
“Something. You driving?”
“Okay. I gotta stop and get some gas first.”
“Go to SuperAmerica so I can use the ATM.”
“Okay. Dude, you going to Megan’s party tomorrow night?”
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