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"Make a big deal about it, then." He mused |
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"I am." She responded. "I will become a Karen." |
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"Make them come out," He mused. |
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"She put me on hold, and I've been on hold for ten minutes." She stated. "I fuckin' swear, I will call my other vet, but she's five hours away, and she costs more." |
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Marco grabbed his keys. "Text me the office's address and i'll go handle it," He called as he walked out, going downstairs and getting in his truck, finding a Rodeo Time shirt in the backseat and pulling it on. |
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'You do realize that, as the owner, I have to sign paperwork saying that I ordered the stallion to be euthanized, right?' She texted. |
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-yep, i'm grabbing the paperwork and they are going to come out today whether they like it or not ;) - |
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'You sly man. I like this idea. Not the euthanizing my horse, obviously, but you forcing them to come out.' She texted, grinning. |
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-I can get things done, y'know - |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
