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Sanchez has also developed severe "billiards post-traumatic stress disorder." Now, whenever he sees meatballs in the cafeteria, he screams and yells, "Don't shoot! I'll choose this cue!"
Therefore, we'll be recycling and selling the billiard balls and revolvers as scrap to cover the cost of a few beers for our team's final farewell dinner tonight...
Hurry up and rush into the stadium and start firing with your friends!
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