Hard Times
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:53:06
I would like to propose a toast.
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I propose a toast to
the best man I know.

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To the Napoleon of southern sports.
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Me.
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Come on, Gayleen. Let's get with those
galloping dominoes. We'll see you later.

:53:36
I assume you realize the blood of Edgar
Allan Poe courses through my veins.

:53:42
No, but it sure sounds like
I'll hear about it.

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"Hear the sledges with the bells.
Silver bells.

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How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
in the icy air of night.

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While the stars that oversprinkle
all the heavens, seem to twinkle -

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- with a crystalline delight."
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You get the whole 400, four on a line.
Get them over there.

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Come on, dice!
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Son of a bitch!
:54:28
- Pass the dice, he's through.
- Not yet, pal. Shoot it all.

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Got it all?
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Point six.
Everything in there?

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- Six is point.
- Come on, make that six.

:54:50
All right,
I'm looking for a big pair of threes.

:54:56
He loses. Next lucky goer.

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