An athletic arse

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When I got in the kitchen, he stood there, in the doorframe, ......... MENACINGLY.
Suddenly he put on western clothing and a hat and pulled out a revolver.
Me I had a Dr pepper in my backpocket.
Whose opening krack would deal devastating damage to him.
A duel.
Of two soda fates.

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