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DUKE: Hey Cal
CAL: hey fucker
CAL: what do you want from me you foul beast
DUKE: To hang out
DUKE: I called you earlier to ask and you didn't pick up dude
CAL: oh damn my bad shithead
CAL: what do you even wanna do
CAL: it's literally like 90 degrees out i dont wanna go anywhere but my fucking floor
DUKE: I can drive us somewhere
CAL: fuck no man we aint goin nowhere
CAL: can i come over and fuck around on your ps2 or somethin
CAL: my trailers so hot i think im gonna turn into a puddle of green shit
DUKE: Sure
CAL: k be there soon