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rotto goes to vegas
if i were to follow him around
i would tap his shoulder and run away
and then i would sip from his drinks when he is not looking
and then i would make smiley eyes at him and freak him out from afar
and i would walk up to him
and he wouldn't recognize me
and i would say,
"Ty Bluesmith sent me to diddle your nards."
and i would videotape his reaction
and put it on the niner
and we would laugh at the part
when he bodyslams me to the ground and holds a knife to my throat while yelling,
"IT'S RAPING TIME!" over and over again before he realizes who i am
and then continues, but in a softer voice.