When you came walking in you smelt like a can of Pabst.What was it that made you think you'd get one of my cats? Go get yourself something to eat, go get yourself home. Go get yourself a little sleep and just go leave me alone. If you come back, junior, you better be serious. If your ass ain't sober, you ain't getting no pets from us. You got some real nerve, trying to buy a dog in that condition. You don't even know what dog it is, and that aint even trying to mention that you can't see straight. You can't concentrate. You got no class and that's of no debate. You ain't thought about the responsibility that comes when you buy a pet from me. So I'm gonna get security to throw you out and I ain't never been one too proud to shout. You gonna have to find yourself some other pet store. I ain't dealing with you drunks anymore.
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