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Am I out?
Beats standing around waiting to get picked off by the Black Rider.
Forget it, just a waste of ammo.
And here's the prize: One hundred thousand dollars cash.
If you were a dude, you'd have my fist up your balls.
All right, I think I've seen enough and I'd like my gun back now.
Unh!
Who are you?
Stop trying to fluster me with your handsomeness.
You've acted like a villain this year. I have?