Clint had buttoned every single button and I had the belt clinched as tight as it would go.Clint had carried Folsom up the stairs and he was now lying...naked on his hallway runner, a Persian at one time. A blood-carpet now. Clint had cuffed him — wrists in back — and then he wound some duct tape around his head and over his eyes. Clint had left the towel rod in, not knowing what would happen if he pulled it out. And not caring much either.Maybe someday I would appreciate the irony — Clint. We’re here to please our guests ... Especially when Dennis is hosting, and he’s figured out exactly what she means. He steps back so as not to deafen her, then launches into his old-school announcement ... It’s unrehearsed, but he nails it pretty much without a pause... “Ladies and gentlemen ... Please welcome the ‘ound from ‘ell, the beast from the east end ... A licker not a biter ... A lover not a fighter ... The rock ‘ard, go ‘ard, take you in the back yard – fuck you silly and then send. More

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