I haven’t had it in so long I forgot what it even tastes like.
It tastes like happiness and rainbows.
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@nedamunroe
I haven’t had it in so long I forgot what it even tastes like.
It tastes like happiness and rainbows.
But you don’t have other things to do when it comes to me. Got you there. Thank you, thank you. I think it is a serious act of self-defense, no one should let me go to jail for that. She deserves it.
I don’t think you’ll go to jail for that, so don’t worry. If you react a certain way, you might just get off with a scolding and a promise to never do that again.
I think…the most powerful one I’ve heard is this guy who fought in World War II. The things he saw…did…survived…they are thought evoking and intense. And when he came home, he fell in love with this girl and a little while in the relationship, realized her brother had served in the same unit as he did…he’d never known his name but the brother had saved his life once.
Do you ever wonder if they’re losing their marbles and that their stories aren’t really what they say they are?
“Obviously you don’t know me.”
Obviously.
You get used to it, trust me! It’s way more fun than standing around watching!
I don’t mind standing around and watching, I can adapt easily.
They might have gotten a little better. Sometimes I’ve actually met really nice guys at bars, usually older, ya know…like 60′s, 70′s, and they’re there because they’re just lonely, a little sad, need people to talk to. I’ve heard some great stories.
What’s the best one you’ve heard?
Know better than that? What, is it not a wise decision to have you testify for me after all? Let me know now so I have enough to find another one. I’m too young to go to jail just yet.
No, asking me to do things for them because 99 percent of the time I say no because I have other things to do. Don’t worry, I won’t let you go to jail for kicking a naked girl in an elevator.
Do that.
Let’s get some bubble tea.
I will.
Yes, lets. I can hear the bubble tea calling my name.
Well maybe I’ll give it a try sometime– thinking about it now doesn’t seem half as bad.
Make sure it’s milk chocolate though...none of that dark chocolate nonsense.
No table manners, smelling like a urinal, handsy little animals. I think 400 years from now people who are trying to lose themselves in alcohol are gonna look exact the same as they do now.
That’s quite the theory and based on the past and the present, it seems likely. I think that they’ve gotten better now though, even if it’s just a little bit.
Upset or no, they can still go take a hike.
Oh yeah? And you have suggestions?
I’ll be sure to let people know you said that if they say things to me.
Yes.
People who don’t have nice things to say about you can go take a fucking hike off the nearest cliff.
Sounds like a party.
That’s...nice of you to say. But really, I’m not upset over what people think of me or anything, I never have been, so don’t worry about it.
You need to go to better parties.
“Can’t argue with that.”
I don’t know why you’d try to.
Wow, do you have to play eyewitness often? Because it sounds like you’re a natural at it, if you ask me. Every policemen would believe that, I love it. Of course I also think she won’t make a move on you. As long as she stays in her corner over there we’ll be fine.
Not really, no. Most people know better than to ask me to do things for them. With us both saying it, it’s hard to question us otherwise. Yeah, that sounds about right.
Actually this job has given me the opinion that many regular bargoers have not evolved past the 19th century, ha.
Really? How so?
And you know how persistent I am when I want to know something? What, was he an ex-boyfriend or something? I thought you didn’t do those. Fine, don’t tell me, I’ll just ask him.
Shit, I wanna see someone squirt coke out their nose.
Definitely not an ex-boyfriend. You can ask him if you want, he probably won’t say anything either and if he does, it probably won’t be anything good, which isn’t anything new to me since most people don’t have nice things to say about me.
It’s the same thing as squirting milk out your nose. Except coke. And then a little more jumping because it burns.
Y’know, chocolate covered raisins might just work for me, but only when they’re covered in a coat of delicious, milky goodness.
I think that’s the case for a lot of people. I’m sure you’d like it and if you don’t...well, you won’t be the first and I’m sure you won’t be the last.