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Clodfobble spews her drink all over the bar, because foot is so funny--but also because she just got kicked in the cunt.
"Alright, goddammit," she spits. "When it was just heads landing in my lap, that was one thing, but feet is a whole new ballgame." She reaches into her voluminous diaper bag and pulls out her trusty leatherman, with its can opener tool exposed.
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