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           Sayhehadatieonthatyoulikedahelluvalot—I’mjustgivingyouanexample,now. 

           Youknowwhathe’ddo?He’dprobablytakeitoffandgiveittayou.Hereallywould. 

           Or—youknowwhathe’ddo?He’dleaveitonyourbedorsomething.Buthe’dgiveyouthegoddamtie.Mostguyswouldprobablyjust—" 

           "Hell,"Ackleysaid."IfIhadhisdough,Iwould,too." 

           "No,youwouldn’t."Ishookmyhead."No,youwouldn’t,Ackleykid.Ifyouhadhisdough,you’dbeoneofthebiggest—" 

           "Stopcallingme’Ackleykid,’Goddamnit.I’moldenoughtobeyourlousyfather." 

           "No,you’renot."Boy,hecouldreallybeaggravatingsometimes.Henevermissedachancetoletyouknowyouweresixteenandhewaseighteen."Inthefirstplace,Iwouldn’tletyouinmygoddamfamily,"Isaid. 

           "Well,justcutoutcallingme—" 

           Allofasuddenthedooropened,andoldStradlaterbargedin,inabighurry.Hewasalwaysinabighurry.Everythingwasaverybigdeal. Hecameovertomeandgavemethesetwoplayfulashellslapsonbothcheeks—whichissomethingthatcanbeveryannoying.’Listen,"hesaid. "Yougoingoutanywheresspecialtonight?" 

           "Idon’tknow.Imight.Whatthehell’sitdoingout—snowing?" Hehadsnowalloverhiscoat.