[ david very nearly fires off a retort that he didn't exactly meet the bar before his brain catches up and reminds him he'd really prefer not to ever bring up the topic of milking with trapper ever again. let along start writing checks his ass can't cash. or maybe it could, but he doesn't want to find that out either. ]
None of their business, is it? Just like what they're doing is none of mine.
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None of their business, is it? Just like what they're doing is none of mine.