I thought those days were over guys; where's the love?

[firstcapital]

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[abnegates]

[ awful wisconsinite timing get. opening the door quietly...eeeeee. ]

[firstcapital]

I'm not coming out...whoever it is...

[abnegates]

I didn't...expect you to...?

[firstcapital]

Oh...I just...kinda thought you were a stalker or something. [Resting his bottle on the desk; he ruffles his already messy hair.]

Someone stands outside my door everyday...they don't knock, but I can hear them their. It's creepy...for some reason I think it's Amish boy doing that.

[devilwentdownto]

He hovers nervously at the door.

[firstcapital]

[Leaning back in his chair, he contemplates on what to do next. Drink more, or attempt playing his cello. He's not drunk yet, so it won't sound horrible. Alas, he's too lazy to actually get up right now. He'll just stay there.]

[devilwentdownto]

J-josh?

[firstcapital]

[Turning his head slowly to see who it is, he smiles.]
Hey Gramps, waz up?

[coffee_octopus]

*shakes head*

Racism is horrible.

[firstcapital]

Tell me about it; think I had enough of it from the '30s to the '60s. I can't take anymore of it....stupid if you ask me.

[coffee_octopus]

Yeah it is. Have you ever experienced self racism?

[firstcapital]

What?