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“This isn’t a game, dammit! This is serious!”

“You’re right, Oliver,” said Teddy, chewing thoughtfully on a twig of sarsaparilla. “This is serious. Serious as a June flood before harvest time. But you’re wrong if you think this isn’t a game.”

Teddy was right. He was always right. I moved my little metal car onto Park Place and paid his goddamn rent.

Date Written: June 12, 2003
Author: qualcomm
Average Vote: 3.6667

06/12/2003 anonymous (5):
06/12/2003 Ewan Snow (4): strangely jokey...
06/17/2003 Benny Maniacs (4): It's a game all right. The most dangerous game.
03/25/2004 Ferucio P. Chhretan (3): I wonder if the last part could be a little less telling. Too much information? Just wondering. Has anyone here actually ever chewed a twig of sasparilla? How's it taste?
05/27/2004 TheBuyer: Tastes like root-beer. It's what's in root-beer. Do you have any idea how disappointed I was when I cracked my first ever bottle of sasparilla and it was just fucking root-beer? That's when I started seriously using hard-drugs. Not just for partying, but for getting all fucked-up.