Violet

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VioletThe program started with a Letterman style skit. Marshall sat behind a small mock desk on the stage and read off a top ten list. “The top ten lies you hear when you come to a reunion,” Marshall announced. “Number ten, you look exactly the same.” The audience laughed. “Number nine, yes, that’s my Bugatti Veyron parked out front.” The audience hooted. “Although, we do know one person who could actually say that, right Eduardo,” he pointed up to the second level and everyone laughed. “Not that we are jealous or anything.” Lalo laughed good-naturedly and waved. “We love ya man.” Marshall finger gunned in Lalo’s direction. “Alright, number eight, one word… MILLIONS.” The room erupted, and several heads turned to look back up at Lalo. “C’mon, that would be too obvious, when he sta

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