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Monday, December 25, 2006
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Day 25
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An Interview with 2006: Part 3, Interlude
(Ext. Night. Railroad tracks. The sound of a train sounding its horn in the distance can be heard ever so faintly. I'm laying, face down, drunk, on the tracks. 2006 looks on.)
06: Hey. Hey? Hey!
Me: Whaaa....whaaayouwaanntt....leavemealone.....uhhuh.....
06: Get up.
Me: Nooo....leave me...here...
06: I SAID get up. Now. Before the train hits you.
(I flip myself over, lift my head, and take another swig of tequila. The bottle is nearing empty. 06 just looks down at me.)
06: If you don't get up, I'll hurt you.
Me: Oh I'm so SCAAARED. SCAAAARED of the big bad 06 that is coming to get meeeeee......
(06 sighs. Rolls his eyes.)
06: Fine, you asked for it.
(06 kneels down and begins to poke me.)
Me: Ow. Quit it.
(poke)
Me: Ow. Quit it.
(poke)
Me: Ow. Quit it.
(this continues for some time. We fade out, to the sound of "Ow. Quit it.") |
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posted by purplefishy
8:17 PM
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