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>8.9 - The Rise of the Kikes

“Hey guys, what’s up?” murmured Darry as he entered the Bar known as “Boy Pussy Club Bar”, where he had always felt more at home than in the arms of his Dear Mama.
“Fuck what?” a man shouted at the back, but Darry couldn’t hear him over the sound of the Velvet Underground’s “Oh Sweet Nuthin” that Neil Gaiman (a well known homosensual) always put on for some fucking reason in like every book fucking hell Neil what’s the deal with you and the Underground, I mean not that specific song but the VU are all up in your mediocre books. Just why?
“Oh by the way, do you know Tao Lin? Can you introduce me? This is not nonsense, though,” Darry asked the well known homosexu-all. Tao Lin inhaled tryptamines at the bottom of the Club Bar every night, so naturally he was there this night, as in any night, stashed tightly under several severe World Wrestling Federation labor violations.

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