| Display title | Slap Yourself Awake |
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This attribute controls the content of the description and og:description elements. | Bob is on a stakeout. He's been chasing the bad guy for three days straight with no sleep. If he can catch him after this deal is complete, the bastard's going down. But he's so-o-o tired. Desperate to stay awake, he takes out a knife, slices his arm a bit, and then pours the whisky from his flask on it. The pain keeps him in the game for another round. |