Danny stumbled out of the garage with red spray-paint smeared on his cheek and coming out of his nostrils. "Almost done!" he said with a smile. "Only 150 more to go!" He quickly opened the kitchen cabinet and began rummaging through its contents. A moment later he found his prize - undoubtedly a treasure for any young, hungry bachelor: it was a box of saltine crackers and a handful of salsa packets from Taco Bell. He looked up and grinned. "Dinner," he giggled. He casually turned around and sauntered back into the garage, nursing his crackers and humming a happy tune.
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