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I think I need a hobby.

So what's it going to be?

I don't know. Any suggestions?

Juggling?

Don't I need balls for juggling?

Hank lowers his face into his palm, and holds it there solemnly.

Where else could I take it?

You should try baseball, then. Test your skills with the wood, and whatnot.

Do we stop now? Or, do you want to see how far we can take grade school humor.

By the way, my name is Devon.

Don't cry foul when, you started it. Devon.

No foul here. Some people don't like that kind of humor, I'm just checking.

Why don't you grab the stick, and take a few practice strokes?

I dunno about that, I may handle it wrong and not be able to get up in the right way.

Alright, I'll stand behind you and...hold it so that you know what to do.

*Whispers.* Now, I know why people don't like this sort of humor. It's awfully cheesy.

People as in hypocritical women.

Forget it then.