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Something else entirely happens in this highly unlikely and completely
improbable instance of cosmic preordination and happenstance that occurs
within the context of this inherently chaotic story inasmuch as it
relates to the rhetorical propaganda perpetuated by the Media and secret
international cabals and government agencies that our monitoring minds.
Meanwhile... A star is born. A star burns out. A baby cries. An old man farts.Elsewhere... Josh has given up on the Silly String and is currently engrossed in some barely-legal online midget porno/hog wrestling.Just as things are really starting to get interesting, Sara walks in, souring the atmosphere in the room. “Hiya, Josh!” she says in that horrible, grating, whiney, obnoxious voice of hers.Josh cringes but forces an untempered smile and shrugs. “Hangin’ in there, Sara. I've just been dealin’ with a lot of Scott’s typical bullshit lately. He thinks he wears the pants around the staircase room, but he's wrong, Sara. He's wrong. I got pants. I wear pants. He's ALWAYS eating all the food supplies and ALWAYS watching some dumb cartoon. I think him and Seinfeld have it in for me. And I also suspect he's been stealing marmalade from Misses Higgins pantries who lives on York Street with that Hobbit who peddles heroin and that nun from Santa Fe. But what’s new?” Sara drools. “Look! I got silly string all over my foot!”Josh rolls his eyes. “That’s nice, Sara.” “Yay!”Josh sighs and says:
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