joey is here.
tell him to go away.
let me in.
go away, joey.
it’s raining.
he says it’s raining.
he’s been wet before.
it’s raining real hard.
he says it’s raining real hard.
he annoys me real hard. tell him to get lost.
sorry, joey.
you guys will regret this.
is he gone?
it looks like it.
are you sure?
i can see him now, walking down the street.
how hard is it raining?
not that hard, really.
i didn’t think so,
can i ask you a question?
what?
would you let him in if he said please?
what do you think?
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