 Matt looked absolutely milfriders distraught. "Who would have guessed. I didn't milfriders know milfriders." Matt grabbed Bill by the shirt and almost yanked him off his feet and half way milfriders across the table. Their drinks and everything milfriders else on the table scattered. "Who could have guessed milfriders."
 Bill fell back in his seat. "It milfriders's ok, really. No problem. I got it milfriders. Be cool milfriders." The bouncer milfriders surprisingly stopped and stood milfriders watching, waiting for a cue to milfriders either smash Tokyo or go quietly back into the sea. His job was milfriders to milfriders prevent disturbances, not cause them.
 "My fault, my fault," Matt sobbed. "All my freakin fault." Bill tried not to make milfriders too much of his friends milfriders borderline mental meltdown, tried to milfriders play it cool, not notice, as much for his friends sake as for the benefit milfriders of the looming bouncer. He gestured for the pictures waitress, who quite reasonably looked dubiously to the bouncer for milfriders some kind of instructions milfriders. Serve milfriders? Don't serve milfriders? Bill threw her his best "we 'll be good, my friends had a milfriders bad day , please please, pretty pictures please" look. She checked the bouncer who frowned milfriders thoughtfully, then gave a milfriders indefinite "go ahead but pictures proceed cautiously" nod. She took their order and scurried milfriders away out of the danger zone.
 "Hey buddy, easy..."
 They were back where this crazy conversation had started, no wiser milfriders but with a lot of facts that only confused the issue, whatever it was.
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 "It's the milfriders Chunky Monkey's fault, and mine." That wasn't helpful milfriders.
 "So her nickname for you is an ice cream flavor." Bill wasn't following at milfriders all.
 Now Bills eyes widened. His milfriders jaw pictures visibly dropped. His stare milfriders went kind of distant. Blank like milfriders he'd "gone under" himself.
 "Oh Christ, we didn't know it was a milfriders damned flavor. I didn milfriders't milfriders anyway. I came out milfriders of the milfriders mens room and milfriders she was gone. She went to order our ice cream, saw IT, and wandered off. I didn't even know she was gone. Then I saw the flavor board and freaked. She's milfriders out there milfriders. Somewhere, doing anything milfriders she's told."
 Bill didn't have time to react or milfriders respond. The bouncer had milfriders heard enough. Two milfriders nuts, curb service, no waiting. The bouncer milfriders manhandled the pair of them easily pictures. Matt, although a large milfriders man himself was in no state to resist, and Bill was 5'6" and barely a handful.
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