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owwww…and here I thought sand was supposed to be nice and soft to land on...
That’s the last time I let Mista J fly the ‘copta. Boy, does my tooshie hurt. Didn't have to go and push me out of the dang thing like that. When he said 'lighten the load,' I didn't think I'd be part of the load. There were plenty of other things lying around we could've chucked instead.
Huh? Where am I anyway? Mista J? Mista J? Common Puddin, you ain’t gonna leave me like this…right? [give a few moments for some waiting…then the self-pity party.]
I can’t believe it. I can’t even hear the ‘copta anymore. He’s left me all alone again. That…that…[whiny anger rising. rising.] That jerk! How can he just abandon me like a worthless piece of garbage? Just you wait until I get off this island, you two-timin’ clown.
…Dang it, just where the heck am I?