“one minute from our place, and my gut was telling me…” — Morbid at 1:00:22
“one minute from our place, and my gut was telling me, don't show him where you live. Hell yeah. You get it. There's a corner coming up, and as I turn to take it, I yank both of my friends by their shirts around the corner, and we crouch down behind a small wall to hide. Good for you. The man walks right past us. We…”
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