[BAD FUCKING NEWS: that octopus landed a spritz of white ink right into Abbacchio's face, who in turn looks intensely irritated about it. Boy oh boy that octopus better be damned delicious.]
Damn it. [Sorry not sorry, he's spitting over into the water.] I think I got some in my mouth.
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Damn it. [Sorry not sorry, he's spitting over into the water.] I think I got some in my mouth.