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 Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 10:11 pm
"Well, fer th'most part, I weren't an octopus when I was twenty nine," Billy admitted, "So a bit, aye, yeah."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 10:20 pm
"Yeah, well, that's true for anybody... I mean, like, right this moment."
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 11:30 am
"Honestly?" The octopus sighed, leaning back on his rock, "No, no' really."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 4:45 pm
"Well, then quit whining. I didn't freak out when I turned thirty or forty." Sid left out the part about he saved it all up for when he turned fifty. No one needed to know about that.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:56 pm
"S'jes funny," Billy took the vodka back to drain the bottle. After he caught his breath and recovered from the dull burning, he spoke again and gestured over the lake with his bottle, "Tha' this is it. M'tirty, an' this is where I am, an' what's come o'... come o' e'eryt'in' up 'till now. Y'know?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:58 pm
"Yeeaah, but what're ya gonna do?" Sid paused as he held his hand out for the bottle. "...Did I say that already?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:07 pm
"I don' know, bu' m'still bloody depressed," He grunted, and fling the bottle to shatter on the nearby rocky bank. "I'm bloody tired an' bloody bored n' feckin' pissed as hell. N'... t'tell th'truth? Been gettin' th'itch. S'lack o' smokes, I t'ink. "
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:15 pm
Sid looked at Billy and, when no better explanation for what the octopus just said hit, he said. "The itch? You mean like for ********?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:43 pm
He flinched and rubbed at the edge of his collar, "No, man, I mean... ne'er mind," He fell back, shaking his head with a miserable grunt, "Feckin' hell, this place...."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:52 pm
"Yeah..." Sid said, more poetic words failing him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:53 pm
"Happy feckin' birt'day, Bill," He chuckled, and was happy at least to not be alone.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 7:07 pm
"If nothing else you're wiser," Sid offered. And on that note he sat in silence, pondering the strange and winding paths his life had taken over the years... Only to dump him here, getting mauldin with an octopus. At least there was booze.
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