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October 14, 2005

Ted: Modern Medicine

Billy Many Hands woke up to pain sounds. Rolling over and looking at the other couch in his double-wide's living room, his first thought was that his pap had come home drunk. It was Fox again. Cut up pretty bad this time.

"Coyote finally got mad enough to fight back, Billy. Pulled that damn obsidian blade."

"I told he'd do that one day. Were you gambling again?"

"Yeah. He used to be a good loser though."

"What did you win?"

"His penis. Turned him into a bitch."

"Shit, Fox. You know how much life is gonna suck this full moon?"

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