[What the hell?!?! Jack goes tumbling off his bike, sprawling onto his back in the dirt. The bike topples over, Doom Boner yelping as he's tumbled out of the basket in an oozing blob of fur and puppy fat.]
What the hell's the matter with you!?!? Is it 'cause I mentioned Rhys? What did that idiot do to you? Whatever it was, I had nothing to do with it! Go punch him! I'm a friggin' innocent bystander just tryin' to be a nice guy...
[Because hey, she'd said Rhys. He'd said Rhys. Then she'd punched him. Rhys is an idiot, and probably the type that pisses women off. Ergo, it makes perfect sense that he's getting socked hard enough to make his vision blur because that dumb friggin' kid made an ass of himself over Pink Stripe here.]
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[What the hell?!?! Jack goes tumbling off his bike, sprawling onto his back in the dirt. The bike topples over, Doom Boner yelping as he's tumbled out of the basket in an oozing blob of fur and puppy fat.]
What the hell's the matter with you!?!? Is it 'cause I mentioned Rhys? What did that idiot do to you? Whatever it was, I had nothing to do with it! Go punch him! I'm a friggin' innocent bystander just tryin' to be a nice guy...
[Because hey, she'd said Rhys. He'd said Rhys. Then she'd punched him. Rhys is an idiot, and probably the type that pisses women off. Ergo, it makes perfect sense that he's getting socked hard enough to make his vision blur because that dumb friggin' kid made an ass of himself over Pink Stripe here.]