"Lucky!" Sunny laughed. "I was born a box, a colorful refrigerator box but a box nonetheless," she joked.

"That's the way it aughta be," Sunny nodded in agreement. "Can't let just anyone on the team cause they want the dang prestige or whatever of bein' on a quodpot team," she rolled her eyes. "It's a damn disgrace!"

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"I guess the perfect ass gene jus' runs in my family," she joked back, laughing. "I hope to pass it on one day.. y'know, keep the ass in Roanoke quodpot, send my protege along some day."

Hunter peered over the top of Sunny's head, as if expecting to see Chuck and her friend, but they weren't anywhere she could see. "I dunno why she don't kick the bitch off, even if they are friends.. she cost 'em the last two games, don'tcha think?" she went on, shrugging.

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"Legend my friend, legend," she said cheerfully.

"I think so too! For the most part they were playin' wicked fierce but she coulda made so many saves if she hadn't had her head buried in that phone. If I was Chuck I woulda broken that phone by now. Thrown it into th elake er somethin'," she laughed.

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"Damn right! I'm gonna live on past my time at this school, just wait an' see!"

Hunter laughed along with Sunny, rolling her eyes. "Fuck man, right? If I was Chuck, I'd be chuckin' that fuckin' phone as far down the field as I could."

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