032: AUDIO

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Charmus Jerkus.

Couldn't find the entry in my Latin dictionary, but if we were going by playground rules I'd think all the insults were a backward attempt to hit on me. Except, when he compliments my ass there's just no feeling in it.

[Someone's just amiably on the edge of drunk, chatting into his network device through the background noise of a busy bar.]

So, anyone want to let a Jerkus buy them a drink?

Comments

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You didn't know?

[eiremagic]

I always forget, do you think I had time for holidays with no meaning back home?

Shite, I barely had time for the ones that did matter. Moore's birthday was the only one we celebrated.

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His birthday was a holiday? He must have been more important than he looked.

Just thought all the green groceries might have given it away.

[eiremagic]

It was for us.

[Pause]

You mean the green beer?

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And candy. Cake.

I had green toast this morning.

[...It probably wasn't just stale.]

[eiremagic]

And you won't eat what I make?

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I eat what you make! I just can't eat all of it in one sitting.

[eiremagic]

At least the toast I make isn't green.

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Green toast isn't served with two sides of potato.

[eiremagic]

There's nothing wrong with potatoes. Frankie and I both eat like that and we're not fat.