thirty-nine beers

[shutupsammy]

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[ there's a long radio silence, filled with nothing but quiet, slow, hissed breathing. Measured but clearly pained, bored-- frustrated. After nearly a minute, a low, raspy voice hums something which may or may not be recognizable, not careful to make it sound good or in tune. ]

And if I say to you tomorrow

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voice;

[cal_sitter]

And here is the answer Sam refused to give me.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

Let me out.

voice;

[cal_sitter]

I have my own escape plans to make.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

Useless.

You're so useless.

voice;

[cal_sitter]

Thank you for your opinion. I'll take it under advisement.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

I could make you a deal. One you can't refuse.

voice;

[cal_sitter]

You can make me a deal and watch me refuse it.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

What if I promise to behave myself?

voice;

[cal_sitter]

You don't seem inclined to.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

What do I seem inclined to do?

voice;

[cal_sitter]

You sound like something broken and unnatural.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

Refined from a raw material.

Stripped of husk and silk and ready to be served.

voice;

[cal_sitter]

... you're evil corn.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

I like corn. It's sweet but still counts as a vegetable.

voice;

[cal_sitter]

I hope, most likely in vain, that you'll feel more foolish about that than the rest of this tomorrow.