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Do you?

[ is that a challenge

no

nooo

avert thine eyes badou ]

Do I what?!

Know what there is to know in the world?

What the hell kinda question is that? Are you tryin' to be deep?

I'm trying to distract you from the matter at hand, a feat which I think I excelled very well in up until now.

You haven't hung up yet.

[CALL DISCONNECTED]

[ THIS IS THE CALL THAT NEVER ENDS

RING RING

YES IT GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS

RING ]

[leaves the phone upstairs]

[walks downstairs]

[makes a sandwich]

[ooh, fresh mustard, omg]

[eats the sandwich]

[digs around for some capri sun]

[shit no capri sun]

[oh but there's more soda]

[glugluglug]

[checks what's on tv]

[nothing]

[can't focus anyway]

[looks outside]

[nope still too bright out, gonna wait a while]

[walks to bathroom]

[takes a piss]

[flush]

[eventually wanders back upstairs]

[IT'S STILL RINGING????]

[picks

up]

D'you know about the world an' girls an' stuff? Maybe you oughta get a girlfriend.

I have a wife and a future wife already.

[ like a man staring into the gaping black hole of his future

but really, he'd just gotten out of the shower ]

In your dreams.

I'd call them nightmares where the former is concerned.

Sh-shit!

[he sounds quite alarmed]

-- Did...did you hear that?!

Hear what?

It was the last call for the fucks train! Crap, I missed it! It's gone with all the fucks! Now I don't give any fucks!

[CALL DISCONNECTED]

[ RING!!!

while he towels off that marvel of creation, his hair ]

[picks up]

[the phone has been left on the speaker of a TV put at full blast on a metal concert]

[enjoy being deaf, shithead]

[ it was bound to happen eventually.

but it's okay, he's going. heading outdoors so as not to disturb the missus. making a wide berth around the monstermachine of a vehicle sitting in the driveway.

and he's walking. ]

Aha, ahahaha, I'M SORRY, WHAT WAS THAT?

NIGHT SKY BLEEDS RED
BLACK BIRDS BRING DEATH
YOU'LL BE EATEN BY THE BLACKNESS
OF YOUR ROTTEN MIND THAT'S DYING
YOU'RE CONSUMED WITH SHARPENED WINGS
PENETRATE YOUR FRIGHTENED LYING
RRRRRRAAAAAAHHHH

[ the crap that kids listen to these days, really

clop clop clop. 1464, 1466, 1468... ]

AAAAAH? YOU SHOULD GET THAT CHECKED OUT. I KNOW A GOOD DOCTOR, HE'S ON EVERY AFTERNOON AT FIVE. HE HAS AN EXCESSIVE AMOUNT OF CHEST HAIR BUT DON'T LET THAT TURN YOU AWAY FROM HIS MEDICAL PROWESS!

[is outside in the backyard at this point]

[oops, I forgot]

[runs back to his room, grabs his baseball cap]

[okay we're good]

[checks out the pool]

[ oh, he kinda likes this next song. what mighty lungs this vocalist possesses.

DING DONG

is someone at the door? what a loser, paying visits when the mayo of the house is indisposed ]

[what the... is that the doorbell?]

[suppresses a faintly ridiculous, brief moment of panic, quickly thinking back on all the fights he got in today, and who might have tracked down where he was staying (shit! he said it over the stupid network, didn't he?!)]

[before realizing the locks on these doors were actually pretty ok, so maybe it was alright to check instead of running upstairs or jumping the fence]

[creeeeeps back into the house]

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