November 11th, 1996. “Geez.. how do you even gut someone?” Sidney asked, and shook her head. Stu grinned softly at the question that Sidney asked.

“Well, you take a knife.. and split-“ Billy frowned, and nudged him. “It’s called tact you fuckrag.” Tatum started to shake her head, and crossed her arms as Randy began to speak.

“Well, how did you know that Stu?” Randy crossed his arms as well.

“Can we just stop talking about this?!” Tatum yelled, and shook her head again.