I don't know her one single bit.
He knew her when he was 15.
Another friend told him he'd ran into her or something.

She's nothing and she is not going to distract me or unnerve me.

You need to stay cool.

I have just enough redneck in me that you might incite me to open up a can o' whipass.

I'd much prefer to use my charm.

And my hotness.

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