Say whaaaaat? No way, you totally made that up like, just now.
[ COME ON. Not that it wouldn't be a weird sort of relief. Speaking of, he glances back and forth, conspiratorial, and leans in a little closer. ]
Dude. I know! What is Jerry's problem? Guy handed me a hockey puck on a bun I think someone sat on!
[ A beat. "Fucked up," she says. Yeah, that's one way to put it, and the most fucked up part is how no one's saying anything. He takes a gulp of room temp beer, solo cup obscuring half his face. ]
And yeah, something about this place is super creepy.
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[ COME ON. Not that it wouldn't be a weird sort of relief. Speaking of, he glances back and forth, conspiratorial, and leans in a little closer. ]
Dude. I know! What is Jerry's problem? Guy handed me a hockey puck on a bun I think someone sat on!
[ A beat. "Fucked up," she says. Yeah, that's one way to put it, and the most fucked up part is how no one's saying anything. He takes a gulp of room temp beer, solo cup obscuring half his face. ]
And yeah, something about this place is super creepy.
[ Fake cough. ]