- What do you think? Pretty dark, huh? Yea, it took me two days to write.
- So is that an ending?
- I don't know, Today. I'm not sure yet. I'm definitely thinking on it.
- But how are you going to keep...you know?
- Yammering on?
- Yea.
- Who knows, maybe I'll have to start another blog on some other site. Post-babe.
- You gotta have real readership for things like that. People to know your footprints online.
- Shut up, Today.
- ...or thumbprints.
- (laughs) Pawprints. I dunno, maybe I'll talk about my childhood, have some boxer talking about he was practicing karate, star of my own shown that only he'll know. So how have you been, this is the closest I've seen to a shave from you.
- From me or you?
- (whispers) Shut up, and just keep talking.
- Well, I got this guy--
- How's it going with class? You beat that ticket for Bella?
- Lala.
- What's it matter, we're all going to die anyway.
- You're edgier now.
- Oh, really? Thanks, Today, I'm trying to evolve.
- Actually, it got dismissed.
- The ticket?
- No, some sorry cadet.
- That's pretty funny, Today.
- So is that an ending?
- I don't know, Today. I'm not sure yet. I'm definitely thinking on it.
- But how are you going to keep...you know?
- Yammering on?
- Yea.
- Who knows, maybe I'll have to start another blog on some other site. Post-babe.
- You gotta have real readership for things like that. People to know your footprints online.
- Shut up, Today.
- ...or thumbprints.
- (laughs) Pawprints. I dunno, maybe I'll talk about my childhood, have some boxer talking about he was practicing karate, star of my own shown that only he'll know. So how have you been, this is the closest I've seen to a shave from you.
- From me or you?
- (whispers) Shut up, and just keep talking.
- Well, I got this guy--
- How's it going with class? You beat that ticket for Bella?
- Lala.
- What's it matter, we're all going to die anyway.
- You're edgier now.
- Oh, really? Thanks, Today, I'm trying to evolve.
- Actually, it got dismissed.
- The ticket?
- No, some sorry cadet.
- That's pretty funny, Today.
- Yea I thought so too.
- The important think is that you don't think it happpened.
- Yea
- Yea...So you get a chance to, you know, get some words in with her?
- Well, I wrote her Trial by Declaration and she sent it in; that's the last I heard from her.
- Oh. Yea pretty standard procedure after all the pomp and circumstance. You just use the crayon?
- Sort of--but she came up to me in class and told me it got dismissed in the mail.
- Oh ok, probably he didn't turn his in huh?
- I don't know, I guess; I was really excited.
- You save a girl $246 or buy her a carton of cigarettes, she's going to think of you come when she gets home. Hear that? Pretty Wycherley of me huh? Yea I thought they had left some notes for me in the epilogue, not very flattering.
- Well, I wrote her Trial by Declaration and she sent it in; that's the last I heard from her.
- Oh. Yea pretty standard procedure after all the pomp and circumstance. You just use the crayon?
- Sort of--but she came up to me in class and told me it got dismissed in the mail.
- Oh ok, probably he didn't turn his in huh?
- I don't know, I guess; I was really excited.
- You save a girl $246 or buy her a carton of cigarettes, she's going to think of you come when she gets home. Hear that? Pretty Wycherley of me huh? Yea I thought they had left some notes for me in the epilogue, not very flattering.
- Then Hamlet--
- come evening
- Hamlet gave me a bottle of Johnny Walker Black.
- Hustler's code. I wanted to be De Niro but ended up Sharon Stone.
- Then he gave me an envelope.
- What was in it, his ticket?
- Yea, he got pulled over on a residential street.
- Ah, brutal.
- Hey, my friend from class says I should get certified as schizophrenic.
- What? Why?
- SSI. He could probably swing me an apartment too.
- Hmm...maybe I'll come over. Come on, we're almost there.
- come evening
- Hamlet gave me a bottle of Johnny Walker Black.
- Hustler's code. I wanted to be De Niro but ended up Sharon Stone.
- Then he gave me an envelope.
- What was in it, his ticket?
- Yea, he got pulled over on a residential street.
- Ah, brutal.
- Hey, my friend from class says I should get certified as schizophrenic.
- What? Why?
- SSI. He could probably swing me an apartment too.
- Hmm...maybe I'll come over. Come on, we're almost there.
- Where are we going?
- I just got to make a stop...
- Here?
- Yea, one of my readers. Gotta give him some shit.
- Oh.
- Confront him, you know?
- What'd he do.
- Oh. Youn gonna give him a warning?
- That ship has sailed. Final notice time. Take your bat out.
- Ok.
- (breaking the door down) That one's done, foo.
- (Today turns into a schizophrenic gangster) Gonna set you guys straight. Who said that!
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