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I never could get too enthusiastic about Velma Crawford.
Was she good looking? Yeah, she was plenty of that. The trouble
with Velma was that she was one of those rich Hollywood types
who have nothing better to do all day than to get dressed
up to the nines and play with their mean-as-shit cats and
go through their collection of exotic poisons. And those
kind of dames always tended to make me a little on the
nervous side.

That type is usually trouble. Now for a quick drink out on
the town and away from that damn cat, well sure. But for a
long-term relationship? No way in hell was I gonna get
involved in all of that. Call me judgmental if you want,
but no thanks.

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