“Yeah, right around there.”
“I’m only five, five,” Sam says, “but I’m strong in all of the other categories.”
“Sam!” Millie says, spinning her head around to him. “Please don’t encourage Butch.”
“Men have to stick together, right, Sam?” I give him a fist bump. “Especially the well-endowed ones.”
“Oh my God. I’m leaving,” Millie says, pointing back and forth between Sam and me. “You’re both on probation.”
“What? Why?” I say as she walks away. “We were talking about being well-endowed financially. Get your mind out of the gutter, Millicent.”
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