Kenny turned to Stan. "Mind if e comes?"
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"No I don't mind at all."
Stan shrugged and headed over to them. -
Kenny smiled, taking Butters hand. "Then let's go. Don't want to leave all the people waiting now do we?"
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Butters nodded and smiled, letting Stan and Kenny lead
"Where we headin to exactly?" the boy with the southern accent drawled. -
"Best place to get drinks in South Park. Tark's Stool." he said, pulling out his cell phone and ringing someone. "Yea, it's Kenny."
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This seemed to spark Stan's interest.
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"Yea. There's a partying. I wanna make it memorable for Stanny. Can you send some to Token's like usual? Yea, sounds good. Thanks." he hung up the phone, looking over to Stan. "Now let's get some drinks.
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Stan nodded, slipping his hands in his pockets.
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They continued walking until te reached the South Park bar. Kenny walked down the alley beside it, knocking on a side door.
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Butters looked around in quiet interest, slightly wandering
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The door opene to show an old man. "'Ere for some drinks, eh, Kenny? Is 'ere another party out 'ere? You kids live too much."
"but that's just the way to be, don't you think?" Kenny asked, grabbing the bottles and handing them to Stan and Butters before taking his own, placing them on the ground. "Thanks, Uncle Sam." the man nodded, shutting the door. -
Butters slightly struggled holding up the glasses,
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"You guys can set the bottles down if you want, I'm gonna get my car." he walked up to the sidewalk and sat down on the curb. He whistled four notes and sat in wait.
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Tsna lead the smaller boy over to Kenny and they set the drinks down by Kenny.
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He smiled a thanks and an unmanned car pulled up, front door opening. "Life's good." he said, loading the drinks in the back seat. "Who wants shot gun?"
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"I'll sit in the back."
Butters offered and crawled into the back, resting the bottles on the bottom of the floors of the car. -
"It won't be that long of a ride." he said, getting in the driver's seat.
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Stan nodded, rolling down his window and flattening out his hair
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"Hopefully not. The drinks gotta be there before the party starts."
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"Well, I was referring to Craig and his friends."