( with some effort — it's a feather mattress, after all; you kind of sink — he shifts over, helped along by norway's loving assistance, and pops the rest of the cheese in his mouth as he does. )
I ain't dense at all, I'm generous and trustin' of my friends. Ex-friends. ( he corrects quickly, because he sure does hate sweden now, but he still has to remind himself a little. )
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I ain't dense at all, I'm generous and trustin' of my friends. Ex-friends. ( he corrects quickly, because he sure does hate sweden now, but he still has to remind himself a little. )