"No, I mean... I can't fall and die." Foster has to stop every time he wants to talk. That level of multitasking is just way more than he can manage right now.
"I mean. I can FALL," he starts laughing. And then he can't stop.
He could fall. And it would hurt. He'd break bones. And maybe those bones could break through the skin. And his body lying broken on the ground, bleeding...
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"I mean. I can FALL," he starts laughing. And then he can't stop.
He could fall. And it would hurt. He'd break bones. And maybe those bones could break through the skin. And his body lying broken on the ground, bleeding...
It's just too good.