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 Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 11:17 am
Sid stared at Billy, as if he could figure it out just by looking at him. "What d'ya mean?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 11:19 am
"If it's th' twenty nint', M'officially t'irty." He chuckled at that and tipped the bottle back once again.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 11:22 am
"Thirty's the new twenty," Sid said with a shrug. "Try bein' fifty-f... something."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 11:24 am
"Well, we always knew y'were old, tha' aint no s'prise. Now me, I aint done partyin' yet! Well," His cheak ticked as though he were trying to sniff, "I s'pose I don' go' a choice in tha' matter. Bloody hell." It was times like these that he really missed his white-powdered lover. The only lover who never abused him and left him out to dry.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 11:25 am
"There's always getting piss drunk," Sid said, trying to be helpful.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 11:29 am
"There's always tha', aye," He nodded with a sigh, shifting on his rock befor slipping waist deep into the water, "So how ha' y'been holdin' up, me man? Bein' a fish doin y'well?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:29 pm
"I'm getting used to the idea..." Sid said. He wished then he hadn't handed the bottle off to Billy.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:36 pm
Billy didn't seem ready to give it up, though, taking another swig to slosh about in his cheaks while nodding knowlageably, "Y'don' really get a choice in th'matter, do ye?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:51 pm
"Who does?" He scooted closer on the rocky bank so he could dip his feet in the water. "I met this chick a li'l while ago, y'know, while swimming... And I got to thinking... We're all gonna be stuck with each other, aren't we? All the people of the finned, water breathing persuasion, I mean."
Dipping his feet up the the ankles wasn't helping any, so he slid down into the water. He laughed as the thought hit him. "Just a bunch of fish inna tank..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:55 pm
"Fish in a tank, eh?" He chuckled at that, turning to smile through the darkness at his glow-in-the-dark friend befor offering him the bottle, "Well this is MY feckin' rock'n th'other finny people better bugger off. 'Cept you, yer cool, jes' don' move nothin'. I like me rock th'way it is."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:57 pm
Sid looked back and forth between Billy and the rock. "How the hell am I gonna move it? I mean, if I even wanted to, which I don't."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:59 pm
"I mean touch me stuff, y'dumbarse, now hand me tha' bottle back, s'me birt'day an' I deserve a drink."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 10:03 pm
Sid looked down. He didn't remember taking it. Silently mouthing 'oh', he took a drink and handed it back.
He wiped away the excess that dribbled down his front and added, "And fifty... fifty... is not that old. Sixty. That's old. Seventy. That's old! Eighty... ********' ancient. Fifty? Nothing. Not old."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 10:06 pm
"I cannae beleive m'feckin' t'irty!" At the talk of ages, the octopus moaned, reminded of what day it must have been..
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 10:07 pm
"Do you feel any different?" Sid peered at Billy, it was hard to focus.
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