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Demetri looked confused and Samantha gave Arthur a dirty look.
Then a band started up on stage. Arthur and Samantha turned to watch. Laura took her big boyfriend's hand and led him off toward the privacy of one of the rooms in the back.
Arthur whispered in Samantha's ear: "Man! He's gonna squash her like a bug!"
Samantha suffered from inappropriate laughter. "What if she splits in half?"
"Even if she survives," Arthur snickered. "Laura's gonna be walking crooked for a week! That's like being fucked by a mountain gorilla!"
"Call police ..." Samantha had her head down on the table laughing, "coochy battery in progress!"
"And if he ever gets in," Arthur snickered. "It may take King Arthur to pull him back out again!"
"One time..." Samantha shook with laughter. "I watched twenty five people squeeze into a Volkswagen... you wouldn't think they would fit but they did."
"I wish we could sell tickets or take wagers. Maybe get it on film..." Arthur scoffed: "but I suppose that selling tapes of a friend getting boinked would be considered dishonorable too."
Samantha wiped away tears. "Yep, I'm pretty sure it would be."
"Man!" Arthur swore. "Why is it that everything I want to do is dishonorable?"
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