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[putyoudown]

Raylan (43) Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

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YES / MATCH / TICK
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NO / CROSS
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Comments

[putyoudown]

I'm sure anyone who's still around would let you know if you post something up.

Here to suck dick, huh?

[dontmiss]

That's the general idea of the place, right?

[Not betraying any awkwardness that he just passively came out to Raylan. That's the Tim Gutterson way.]

[putyoudown]

Suppose it is.

[There are wheels turning in Raylan's head. Slowly. But if you expected any kind of freakout, it's not coming.]

As a heads up: Boyd Crowder's around.

[dontmiss]

I'm just about as surprised at him being here as I am about you.

[read: slightly, but feeling like he shouldn't be. Raylan being here without Boyd so they can continue their weird hate-eyesex thing would have been more surprising.]

[putyoudown]

I'm supposed to steer clear of him.

[dontmiss]

Don't tell me you're actually listening for once. It'd hurt Art's feelings.

[putyoudown]

First time Boyd and I saw each other, I may or may not have punched him in the face.

[dontmiss]

That just means hello in Harlan, right?

[putyoudown]

Go fuck yourself.

[dontmiss]

That'd kinda miss the point of this whole place.

[putyoudown]

[rude.]