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this beef jerky stuff wasn't really all that bad, he thought as he chewed more of the stringy, tough meat. the fire crackled away into the night and a wolf howled away in the distance. sure, there was no chicks, but this was probably the best holiday he's been on. the saddle bumping against his arse all day actually made all the poo's go back up! result! he hunkered down into his blanket and started to drift off, before realising there was someone else there. "I ain't never done a jew," came the gruff voice of dan. gonz swallowed the remaining jerky.
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