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Cliff's unaware of the blanket fort, else he might head there. He has concluded, however, that if the non-yuppied patrons have to put up with this absurdity, turnabout is only fair.
So, he has found a boombox, which he's hidden carefully from sight, and a certain CD by a musician whose voice annoyed the heck outta him on the radio, courtesy of Bar and a little help from unnamed patrons. It's been set to repeat on a loop, starting with the first song through to the end of the album, which has some twenty tracks. Nice brand-new batteries, too.
He hits the Play button when no one's looking, and then makes a hasty exit out the lake door. Yeah, a strategic withdrawal sounds like a good idea.
Botherable.
So, he has found a boombox, which he's hidden carefully from sight, and a certain CD by a musician whose voice annoyed the heck outta him on the radio, courtesy of Bar and a little help from unnamed patrons. It's been set to repeat on a loop, starting with the first song through to the end of the album, which has some twenty tracks. Nice brand-new batteries, too.
He hits the Play button when no one's looking, and then makes a hasty exit out the lake door. Yeah, a strategic withdrawal sounds like a good idea.
Botherable.