[Boobtown is calling you back, John. You know you want to go for another visit.]
[He raises his hand about five inches, looking for all of thirty glorious seconds like he's actually about to go through with it.]
[Then he stops, hesitates, starts going again, no wait. Wait. Not going, he's back to kind of twitching his hand awkwardly back and forth as he tries to decide whether he's going for it or not.]
Gah!!
[In the end, he pulls his hand back and grabs one of the pillows from the bed, slamming it against his face and then flopping backwards onto the bed.]
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[He raises his hand about five inches, looking for all of thirty glorious seconds like he's actually about to go through with it.]
[Then he stops, hesitates, starts going again, no wait. Wait. Not going, he's back to kind of twitching his hand awkwardly back and forth as he tries to decide whether he's going for it or not.]
Gah!!
[In the end, he pulls his hand back and grabs one of the pillows from the bed, slamming it against his face and then flopping backwards onto the bed.]
[He couldn't do it.]
[He could not go back to Boobtown.]