Went to visit Big M yesterday, and as expected, was given strict orders. Big M, sometimes called Grandma Mo', taught all of us how to operate our little family business. She insisted on finding our rogue associate, Brown Dog, immediately. After a few drinks, she lightened up a bit, becoming somewhat wobbly! For my sake I hope I find our missing friend soon.
Benny "The Tank"
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