I miss my grandma

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Huckle looked down at Walters seemingly baby soft hand "Hi walters boney, it's nice to meet you" Huck said, reaching out and shaking Walter's hand.

Walter sighed and looked down, he grabbed some dirty taki themed shot glasses and walked to sink.

Huckleberry realized something must be wrong with his new acquaintance, he took a step closer and asked calmly; "Is something wrong?"

He turned on the sink and sighed as he began washing. "Yeah my grandma died... 12 years ago... in 2003."

Huckleberry's beautiful, rose scented, sexy, moist eyes widened when he heard 2003

come out of his lovely new friends scrumpdiddlyumptious mouth "Oh, lemme guess... Huckle Heart Attack?" He shifted his feet slightly.

Walter let out yet another,wet, juicy, stinky burp, "Yeah, it's been so long but.. The wounds still haven't healed."

He stopped washing the dirty taki themed shot glasses, he turned his head up toward the ceiling and tears streamed down his face. "She was in a dance battle in front of all the traffic, that wretched old hag pooped out and started renagadeing. She was the bestest dancer I ever did saw." He took a moment to pull himself together and wipe his tears. "Words cannot express how much I miss that woman."

Huckleberry let out a bouncy gasp, "Wait.. Dance battle? 2003?" He pondered realized out loud. Walter looked at him curiously, "What

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