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[smokedout]

[This has become a tradition at this point; Dodger is starting his post off by playing music on his guitar. This time his dog is laying its head on his lap. Dodger is playing a somber indie tune; he's singing the male vocals, but the dog simply opens its mouth and a voice that sounds slightly auto-tuned fills in the female vocals. Dodger seems to be in a better mood than usual; he looks like he might have even slept in the last month or so.

At the end of the song he reaches down to scratch his dog's ears, and huffs lazily.]

I'm bored. Everyone who's been here long enough knows that's a pretty dangerous state for me. So. Who wants to give me something to do? I'll do whatever you want, long as the pay's worth it - and long as you're willing to take the blame if I get caught up in something illegal again.

I take units, barters and sexual favors. And you can't touch my dog.

I will receive as many pets as I want. [The dog adds indignantly in its robotic voice.]