[Is this really a chance to show off to Ann? He's waited for this moment for what feels like years, and her goading him into his is exactly the type of adrenaline rush that he needs to walk up to that thing and spit in his hands (gross?).]
Damn straight! I'm gonna hurl this thing a whole soccer field!
[And in all his bravado and machismo, he bends to his knees and lifts straight up. The pumpkin easily glides upward in his hands, his muscles ripped and toned and practically sparkling in the soft light of day as a single bead of sweat trickles down his face, letting Ann know that although it was a struggle, he totally did it. He totally
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Damn straight! I'm gonna hurl this thing a whole soccer field!
[And in all his bravado and machismo, he bends to his knees and lifts straight up. The pumpkin easily glides upward in his hands, his muscles ripped and toned and practically sparkling in the soft light of day as a single bead of sweat trickles down his face, letting Ann know that although it was a struggle, he totally did it. He totally