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someone rang your doorbell and you answered. "where's mike?" Dustin asks. "how the fuck am I supposed to know?" I ask annoyed. "Son of a bitch. You're really no help at all. You know that," dustin says walking away. "I ain't sherlock Holmes!" I yelled. I scoff and close the door.
