THE PLAYERS:
Nick
Glenn
 

I had only just arrived home when my mother assailed me. "Where
the hell were you?" she demanded angrily. I could only stammer out a short
reply. "Home," I said. She picked up her letter
opener, and flung it at me wildly. I could barely
roll away before it flew past where my head had been, shattering a few
wine glasses in lieu of my head, which was no longer where it had been,
and I laughed. I don't really know why -- I should
have been scared -- but I just found the whole
thing silly. However, I was still confused. I couldn't understand how the situation
had developed. I took a second to look at it and almost laughed. It was preposterous!
Was the Earth really shaking? I couldn't know.
I looked at the door, and decided I had to
leap gallantly through it to attract attention to myself. "Hey, look at me!"
I shouted. But no one was looking. I became angry. But I didn't know what to do.
I looked inside myself, and knew I was done,
that I had to die. I decided I would make it
with Paul one last time first, though. So I called him up. "Yo Paul, wanna fuck?"
"Sure," he replied. "Come on over." I almost giggled in jubilant antipication.
As I walked, I found myself suddenly thinking
about my father. Where was he. What was he
doing. When was he going to get the money. Would he remember me.
The whole thing just saddened me to the core. I had no answers, but the
blood glistening on my forehead told me
we had to get out of there. Of course!
The air vent was still under construction! We could escape through the gaping hole
in the duct! So we climbed, as the bomb ticked, and we sweated, as the bomb
set off. The ladder we had been climbing
was shaken off the wall due to the explosion.
But no one cared because it was just a stupid picture of the old duke who died when
he was gouged by bull horns. If it hadn't been so gruesome, we'd have laughed.
Well, it was gruesome, but i laughed
anyway. I let out a huge guffaw as he
made his sad, sad attempt at rubbing his belly and patting his head. After a few
seconds, I shoved him aside. "THIS is how it's done," I said, and as I performed,
even better than on my lover, the "maneuver."