... to drink," he repeated himself. "No, sir," I promptly answered, much more prepared for the question this time. He then felt for something on his belt, which held an amazing array of supplies. Retrieving a small black box that looked like a calculator with a straw mounted on its top. He said "Well, do you care ... corner portion of the room with tile and a drain. Next the old bastard came at me with a fire hose on full blast. The freezing jet of water stung my body. I swear that son of a bitch took pleasure in tormenting me. He stopped, just long enough to tell me he was putting lice ......

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