I’m sure the fluffy pink handcuffs were a slick notion- while everyone else was tying bandanas around their ankles, the OMG team were getting that smart set of clicks as the cuffs ratcheted down onto them, where, fuzzy or not, I bet they were a darn sight less fun to run in than a scrap of cheap cotton.
Also, D.J. is probably gonna GET it, when… y’know…they don’t have to be within arm’s reach of retaliation.
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