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Road trippin' with Ed and Hank (3)
Greetin's from... somewhere around the sea...
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Greetin's from... somewhere around the sea...
"Cain't believe we're really at the ocean, Ed."
"Ain't all ta gether sure we are."
"Bet it's righ' out there...
somewheres..."
"Wouldn' make any bets if'n I were you..."
"Yeah? I bet tha' sign says
'Take two steps forward 'n you'll get wet pretty damn quick'."
"'M already wet.
Damn weird weather.
Ain't so much rainin' as jus' hangin' in the air..."
"Guess tha's why there's a plant growin' on tha' there sign."
"'N I cain't decide fer the life a me if'n 'm too warm or too cold...
'm wearin' ma self out jus' takin' ma jacket off 'n then puttin' it back on again
'n then takin' it off again 'n then puttin' it back on again 'n then..."
"I get the idea good 'nough, Ed.
'S the humidity."
"Gee... Ya think?"
"Don' hardly have none a tha' back home.
'N you gen'rally start bitchin' 'n moainin' when it hits 30%.
But ya gotta admit... it makes it feel righ' nice ta breathe in."
"Don' gotta admit nothin'.
'N tha' smell..."
"Smell's good."
"Well... sure smells anyways.
Back home it don' gen'rally smell like much neither.
Even dead stuff don' stink fer long.
Here it's kinda like yer smellin' livin' stuff 'n rottin' stuff all mixed up ta gether."
"Snort."
"Wha' ya snortin' at?"
"Nothin' much...
Jus' standin' here with ya on the edge a the ocean...
In the fog... Waves crashin'...
Thinkin' 'bout when Iris said ya were the romantic-type."
"I ain't the romantic-type."
"Guess the ocean jus' don' bring it out 'n ya."
"Ain't seen the ocean yet."
"Well... seein' as we cain't see the ocean...
why don' we go lookin' fer some a them tidepools?"
"Think we need ta get one a them tide tables
'fore we do tha'."
"Nah...
We can get it later.
Let's jus' go take a look...
Tha' rocky spot over there looks promisin'...
Them folks from Eugene said ta look in rocky spots."
"Don' think it's a real good idea, Hank...
Don' 'xactly know wha' we're doin'.
Hell... don' even know wha' were lookin' fer..."
"Figure we'll know it when we see it.
Least-wise some a it."
"Look out, Hank!"
"Shit... Maybe yer righ', Ed...
Let's go find one a them there tide tables.
'n a ranger maybe..."
"'N a towel...
I need a towel."
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Later...
"There... Tha's better... ain't it?"
"Sure is."
"Cleared up real nice. 'S amazin'."
"Can say tha' again."
"But I won' 'cause I know it'll jus' irritate ya.
Guess I shoulda saved tha' song 'bout seein' ferever on a clear day fer this one."
I didn' have no idea..."
"Ain't never seen nothin' like it."
"Tha's fer damn sure."
"'N I cain't hardly believe we got this here overlook all ta ourselves..."
"Me neither."
"...Uh... I uh... I wanna thank ya, Hank...
Wouldn' never a seen none a this
withou' ya makin' me..."
"Don' gotta thank me, Ed.
'M jus' real glad we're seein' it ta gether."
"Me too. Jeez... Think I gotta sit down..."
"The height botherin' ya, Ed?
Ya wanna go?"
"Nah. Knees are a l'il weak...
But it ain't the height tha's makin' 'em tha' way...
It's jus'... I dunno... it's jus' tha'...
I owe ya a whole lot, Hank."
"Ya don' owe me nothin' tha' I don' owe you.
'N I think tha' makes us even."
"Ya mind if'n we jus' sit here fer a l'il while...
'n look out at tha' big blue ocean?"
"Sounds real good ta me."
"C'mere, Hank."
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"Guess the ocean does bring it out 'n ya after all."
"Don' got no idea wha' yer talkin' 'bout."
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