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Carl finishes up the phone call with his son in “The Hippie Whisperer“… Carl is in the first person.
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“You’re the second person today to call me old.”
“Struck a nerve, did it?” said the brat. “Are the guys coming over tonight, as usual?”
The “guys” were three faculty members at Baden who were about my age. We hung out together most Friday nights at my house, playing as many games—board games or otherwise—as we could stand and getting drunk in order to forget the fact that we didn’t get laid regularly, whether gay or straight. At least, that was my assumption. They usually spent the night, using the couch, sleeping bags, or the spare bedroom. Unless they just passed out on the floor.
“Of course they are. It’s tradition.”
“Geez. You guys need to get laid already. Tell them I said hi. I gotta go. Dre and I have an end of semester party to crash. Love you, bye!”
“Hey wait!” I said, but he was already gone.
Love you, too.
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Ouch!
Yup! 🙂
For me, that last thought turns the whole scene. My brain immediately went… car crash… (sorry!)
No worries. 😉
Ouch, the brat knows how to score hits
That he does! 🙂
Ouch, that’s rubbing salt in the wound! I think I’ve met the guys he’s talked about. Heck, I think I’ve been them. (wry grin)
I won’t tell anyone if you won’t! 😀
Thanks 😀
Oh dang, that is harsh- and so apt, lol. Great snip.
Kids – gotta love ’em! Thanks 🙂
That is too cute. ‘Brat’. Heh… Thank you for sharing. And Happy Writing!
Thank you 🙂