“The hell you won’t,” Buckington said. “You’ll take no for an answer and like it, since I got more money, than them Mexicans have fleas. I wonder if I’m gonna have to get my pool cleaned now, since… oh shit. I forgot to tell them my rules for the pool.” Buckington rose from his lounge chair, and meandered over to the pool, where his guests were having a jolly good time. “By the wayo. No pee peeo or fartin’o in my poolo. If I see any bubbleso in that watero, I’ll grab you by the scruff of the necko, and spank your wankerso. That goes for the ladies too.”

They smiled and waved at Buckington, and continued frolicking in the water, with not a clue, I’m sure, of what he just said.

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