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[Connla was kind of bored.]
[When Connla was bored, he found some way to not be bored anymore. Today, he decided to alleviate his boredom by picking up the phone, pressing some buttons and seeing what happened.]
[What happened, of course, is that someone picked up on the other end.]
Hello!
[He decided to say the first thing that came to his mind.]
You know, sometimes people say weird things, but they won't tell me what they mean by it.
[> implying that this isn't one of those times]
There was this one time that my mam said that the Gae Bolg was false advertising.
[This was going to be one of those kinds of phone calls.]
And there was another time that I asked my cousin Uathach about her crooked finger, and she said it got that way because my father was doing it too hard, but she wouldn't tell me what he was doing.
[Isn't it sad, Lancer.]
Aunt Scathach said something like that, too, except she said that she wasn't sure if he was doing it or trying to spear fish. And she said that he had a wandering lance, but that doesn't make sense because it's not like they can just get up and walk away or anything.
[There was a moment of introspective contemplation about this last comment.] She said a lot of things about my father's lance, now that I think of it. I remember she told me about how he went to a village to go see a girl, which would be really hard because Dún Scáith wasn't really close to anything, and her husband came back and chased him out a window and he fell into a thorn bush. She said it served him right for sticking his lance where it didn't belong, which I guess is true because he shouldn't be stabbing people who don't deserve it. I hope she was okay.
[Another contemplative pause.] Grown-ups are weird.
[When Connla was bored, he found some way to not be bored anymore. Today, he decided to alleviate his boredom by picking up the phone, pressing some buttons and seeing what happened.]
[What happened, of course, is that someone picked up on the other end.]
Hello!
[He decided to say the first thing that came to his mind.]
You know, sometimes people say weird things, but they won't tell me what they mean by it.
[> implying that this isn't one of those times]
There was this one time that my mam said that the Gae Bolg was false advertising.
[This was going to be one of those kinds of phone calls.]
And there was another time that I asked my cousin Uathach about her crooked finger, and she said it got that way because my father was doing it too hard, but she wouldn't tell me what he was doing.
[Isn't it sad, Lancer.]
Aunt Scathach said something like that, too, except she said that she wasn't sure if he was doing it or trying to spear fish. And she said that he had a wandering lance, but that doesn't make sense because it's not like they can just get up and walk away or anything.
[There was a moment of introspective contemplation about this last comment.] She said a lot of things about my father's lance, now that I think of it. I remember she told me about how he went to a village to go see a girl, which would be really hard because Dún Scáith wasn't really close to anything, and her husband came back and chased him out a window and he fell into a thorn bush. She said it served him right for sticking his lance where it didn't belong, which I guess is true because he shouldn't be stabbing people who don't deserve it. I hope she was okay.
[Another contemplative pause.] Grown-ups are weird.