Errr, yes, I've checked and I'm pretty sure that gun is mine. I don't remember how you got it or why I left it or how the small man with the jackhammer that's pounding away on the inside of my skull actually got there, but unless I tossed the gun down the trash chute in a fit of insanity (entirely possible but I just don't remember), I guess it's mine.
I mean, the last thing I remember was that bottle of tequila and thinking salsa dancing on the tables was a great idea...
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I mean, the last thing I remember was that bottle of tequila and thinking salsa dancing on the tables was a great idea...
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