For fucks sake Cunningham, [is all he gets out before he's clambering around the couch to tug her back, eyeing Steve warily. Steve, who is a giant fucking dog, covered in blood, who is growling.
He's got a headache, never mind Eddie. ] I don't care if it's Scooby Doo, maybe we don't let him try to eat your hand?
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He's got a headache, never mind Eddie. ] I don't care if it's Scooby Doo, maybe we don't let him try to eat your hand?