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Re: Richter and Me, a Prohibition Tale (in installments)
« Reply #45 on: March 05, 2016, 02:30:39 am »
I was freebasing a hit of First Nation Privilege in the speakeasy booth over bad gin and a few musty lagers when it hit me.

"Fuck.  FUCK...."

"You finally hit too much of that crap?" Roger offhandedly mentioned.

"They cut our shi..." was about all I got out.  No good.  We got burned, and I has been hitting off a bag padded out with cultural appropriation.

"I need feathers."  My eyes were wide.  Stock straight, and trying to immitate a nickel I'd seen once.

"OK.  You're not new to this, ride it out.  And you sound like a tool."

"Some braids.  I don't care, I've ripped enough Irish through my nose, I'm the next best thing to Blackfoot..."  I was removng my trousers and improvising a breechclout from my shirt.  I was eyeing the barkeep's toupe for a scalp to hang from my belt.

"Cut teh crap.  Fast.  We've got work to do and I need you at least passing for professional"

"Don't make me pull a fucking rain dance!  I'm thunderbird material right now.  I need to use every part of a whole hobo to buckskin some..."

About then Roger kaiboshed my misbegotten high with a barstool.  I woke up in the trunk a few hours later a boot of the ford.
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Re: Richter and Me, a Prohibition Tale (in installments)
« Reply #46 on: March 05, 2016, 03:28:53 am »
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I gotta get back on this.
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Re: Richter and Me, a Prohibition Tale (in installments)
« Reply #47 on: May 11, 2018, 05:12:14 am »
I feel as if this needs finishing.
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Re: Richter and Me, a Prohibition Tale (in installments)
« Reply #48 on: May 11, 2018, 12:58:24 pm »
It certainly is still relevant.

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Re: Richter and Me, a Prohibition Tale (in installments)
« Reply #49 on: May 11, 2018, 11:38:31 pm »
It certainly is still relevant.

Oh, yeah.

And I have some time coming up.  I'm still working the AI story, but I need to get my asshole demons on, too.
"Letting a God into your life is like letting "Bob" into your wallet.  It's going to hurt, because they always grab more things that they said they would."
-Some silly dead bastard in Tucson.

" Jonas Salk could SHIT ON MY DESK, and I'd still sing his praises.  No more polio kids in iron lungs or wheelchairs.  Jonas Salk did fucking MAD SCIENCE, and the world is a million times better for it."
- The same dumbass.