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Mayor Beauregard: I can not believe this little wet behind the ears floating doctor, some rich boy from Georgia, is beating me in the polls ! Me ! I'm fucking Julius Beauregard! Mayor for Mother Fucking life ! This damn city loves me! I could shoot some one on Pennsylvania Avenue and still they'd love me. What the fuck , B. J. !
B.J. : Well he's the new young flavor of the month, sir. Has a cute family. Have you seen the baby? We can stop him though. Easily. Don't worry.
Mayor Beauregard: You better. Fucking Post says he'll beat me 54 percent to 37 percent if election was today. Times is even worse. The Reign.... Nobody cares about that rag. You my damn campaign manager. It's your job to handle this shit here.
B.J. : Working on it. Soon the doctor will regret picking the mate he did.
Mayor Beauregard: Be easier to have a car crash or something.
B.J. : Easier but not smarter. That reporter from The Reign is still on you about your last opponent. We have to be careful. But I have the perfect plan.
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THEO AND REED'S POLITICAL SCANDAL
General FictionTheo's friend Matt's past resurfaces and threatens everything he loves and holds dear. And Theo and Reed's marriage hits a troubling snag. Trouble just won't leave them alone in this next exciting installment of Sweet Flower Loving.
