Chapter Eighteen

[take_theride]

Another lost week, it's becoming a pattern. The wheel keeps turning, and I don't even notice. It's a vicious circle, and it will never end

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[afeatherpillow]

[Tired, distracted.]

Moving out of the City. I think that's smart. I think that's very smart. All the chaos we get here's probably getting old for someone. I mean. [Beat.] I know it's getting old for me.

[take_theride]

We do what we have to do to keep ourselves interested.

[afeatherpillow]

It's about being interested?

[take_theride]

It's my job.

Also it's better than being brain-numbingly bored.

[loves_war]

Or perhaps you shall find yourself on another unfortunate adventure in Somalia! I enjoyed watching the last one, you know.

[take_theride]

I don't want to hear it, Porkflaps.

[loves_war]

As you wish, then. Be sure to take lots of pictures from Somalia for me!

[take_theride]

Are you borderline retarded? No one's going to Somalia, Herr Wart Hog.