Chapter Four: Dirk's A Jerk
Of all the low down, underhanded, dirty dealing dogs! The nerve of that guy! Who did he think he was? He sure has got some guts on him, that's for sure!
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Who are you kidding? You knew he'd resort to it sooner or latter. Why? Why is it always the eyes? Why is it always those gosh darned eyes? You'd almost be able to forgive yourself if it were just the kisses, but no. It's those cursed beautiful eyes of his.
