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"
I
had
to
kick
his
ass
out
.
He
was
too
fucking
jealous
.
He
even
hired
a
private
dick
to
follow
me
!
Imagine
that
!
That
simple
sack
of
shit
!
"
"
Yeh
.
"
"
I
hate
men
who
are
beggars
!
I
hate
little
toadies
!
"
’
"
A
good
man
nowadays
is
hard
to
find
,
’
"
I
said
.
"
That
’
s
a
song
.
Out
of
World
War
Two
.
They
also
had
,
’
Don
’
t
sit
under
the
apple
tree
with
anybody
else
but
me
.
’
"
"
Hank
,
you
’
re
babbling
.
.
.
"
said
Sara
.
"
Have
another
drink
,
Edie
,
"
I
said
and
I
poured
her
one
.
"
Men
are
such
shits
!
"
she
continued
.
"
I
walked
into
a
bar
the
other
day
.
I
was
with
four
guys
,
close
friends
.
We
sat
around
chugalugging
pitchers
of
beer
,
we
’
re
laughing
,
you
know
,
just
having
a
good
time
,
we
weren
’
t
bothering
anybody
.
Then
I
got
the
idea
that
I
would
like
to
shoot
a
game
of
pool
.
I
like
to
shoot
pool
.
I
think
that
when
a
lady
shoots
pool
it
shows
her
class
.
"
"
I
can
’
t
shoot
pool
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
always
rip
up
the
green
.
And
I
’
m
not
even
a
lady
.
"
"
Anyway
,
I
go
up
to
the
table
and
there
’
s
this
guy
shooting
pool
all
by
himself
.
I
go
up
to
him
and
I
say
,
’
Look
,
you
’
ve
had
this
table
a
long
time
.
My
friends
and
myself
want
to
shoot
a
little
pool
.
Do
you
mind
letting
us
have
the
table
for
a
while
?
’
He
turned
and
looked
at
me
.
He
waited
.
Then
he
sneered
,
and
he
said
,
’
All
right
.
’
"
