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Episode Four: Muddling Through
From Episode Three
The b*tch is raving mad. She is screaming expletives and out of control.
“F*ck your college ass! F*cking gold digging moron,” she vomits her rabid trash into the public space disturbing the neighborhood and making a nuisance of herself.
I was scared for a minute.
What day is it? I ask as she continues to holler causing a scene.
“Keep your mother f*ucking mouth shut and hand me my car keys” I demand.
We are both screaming at the top of our lungs and people wouldn’t know the difference. So I paused and watch her foam in the mouth like a growling dog.
“F*ck your college ass! F*cking gold digging moron,” she vomits her rabid trash into the public space disturbing the neighborhood and making a nuisance of herself.
I was scared for a minute.
What day is it? I ask as she continues to holler causing a scene.
“Keep your mother f*ucking mouth shut and hand me my car keys” I demand.
We are both screaming at the top of our lungs and people wouldn’t know the difference. So I paused and watch her foam in the mouth like a growling dog.
Episode Four
Yipee! It’s snowing. I look out the window as snow flurries and then snow chunks drop down from heaven like Manna. Perhaps I should just stay in... or go out for the new year. Snowstorm and major blizzard has virtually closed the east coast.
Hmmm. Manna. Manna… I break into a song. I could do with Manna right now my Lord. Any spiritual or divine nourishment that you can send my way right now will be appreciated. I hear snow plows digging through and clearing snow as they clear the street outside.
Anyway, the Manna of Tunji? Oh! I need to bring you up to speed.
Anyway, the Manna of Tunji? Oh! I need to bring you up to speed.
