Lickin' Linda Lovelace was attacked by Exhaustion.
"Lawrence, Lawrence, get this madman off me!"
Lawrence rolled his eyes individually down an alley and kicked the interloper's brains out. They ended up in the delicatessen mentioned last part. Not to be anti-semitic, of course; just disgusting. Thought you'd like to know. But we digress, eh?
"Sandwich?" offered Linda.
"No - sand in my eye."
"You picked a fine alley to roll them in with all the garbage back there. I can't believe the wasted food in these places."
"BELIEVE!!!" screamed Jerry Rhombus from an overhead television. "You too can be one of the chosen millions to be raped and pillaged by our ministry. Remember that our God is publicly funded and can't exist without out your generous financial and rhetorical support."
[ELLIPSIS'S INSERTION: THAT GOD IS PUBLIC DOMAIN.]
"God, somebody change the damn Chanel," said Linda, "My nostrils are killing me."
"ATCHOOOOOO" sneezed Lawrence.
"BLESS YOU!! My children of the future will be the most prosperous in our mutually beneficial afterlife..."
"Change the fucking channel!" Screamed a man at the back of the deli as a tomato and bacon sandwich hit the monitor.
The sandwich dropped on Lawrence's head and the channel changed.
"Ohhhhh Ambra... Mmmmm yeah baby"
"My god Linda they have cable."
Linda and Lawrence glanced at the group of children sitting cross-legged on the floor with their eyes glued to the screen.
"UH... UH... Do you like taking me that way John?"
"Ohhh YES Ambra YES!"
"Fine," cut in a man in a suit," will that be SX, DX, or clock doubled?"
"Fuckin' commercials," said an anonymous man in the back.
"Is there anything out there that can make a good story these days?!?"
The New Messiah shook his head. Nothing came out. `I know who can,' he thought, `but they won't help me. They keep writing this stupid plot.'
CWBorysowich looked at his partner and asked, "I did?"
"Did what?"
"Looked at you?"
"When?"
"Before."
"Statement, my point."
"Got a life?" asked CWB.
"What kind?"
"Recently?"
"How recent?"
"In the wake of your ancestors or have you still got that conscience?"
"Nonsense,"said KDA," point to me. My serve: where's the Old Messiah?"
"Isn't he at your place?"
"When did he go there?"
"Didn't you take him?"
"Did somebody tell you that?"
"That you took him like Ambra?"
"Who?"
"You don't know Ambra?"
"Should I?"
"Do you have her number?"
"On me?"
"What's on you?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Didn't you mention it?"
"Wasn't that in passing?"
"What did you pass?"
"Do you know someone who's interested?"
"Should somebody be?"
"Shouldn't that be the principal of the thing?"
"When did you get principals?"
"What, did I leave a school lying around?"
"Lie in school often?"
"How would they notice?"
"Did you post a notice to tell them?"
"Would they have read it?"
"Can they even read?"
"Can they read cans?"
"You were going to post a can?"
"Would Canada Post take a can?"
"Do you have a can they want?"
"Do they have to go?"
"Who's leaving?"
"Did a door open?"
"You didn't jam it?"
"What flavour?"
"Are raspberries in season?"
"Are the seasons changing?"
"When will you ever change?"
"When will you ever stabilise?"
"Have you stabilised already?"
"Stabilised what?"
"Can't you stabilize anything?"
"Why are you so critical?"
"Wasn't your father a critic?"
"Wasn't family supposed to be off limits?"
"Your family went out of bounds?"
"Didn't you tie them up right?"
"Don't you have the rope?"
"How often?"
"Are you tired of this?"
"Do you want to give up?"
"With two points already, can't you give up?"
"But is any lead sufficient?"
"Wouldn't you still win?"
"Is winning the point?"
"Are you expecting a point with that stupid question?"
"Derrogatory, match point. Good game."
"You thought so?"
"Are we going to go through all this again?"
"Didn't you already get match point?"
"Then why are you asking more questions?"
"Weren't you asking the questions?"
"Which particular questions?"
"Are you denying the questions?"
"Why would I do that?"
"Are you paranoid?"
"Wouldn't you be?"
"Since this isn't for a point, why should I be?"
"If this is pointless, why are we doing it?"
"You haven't done pointless things before?"
"When?"
"Anytime before?"
"Before time?"
"Do you think it possible?"
"Is anything impossible?"
"Even if everything is possible, is it not pointless?"
"Doesn't that depend on the score?"
"Can we stop if this doesn't affect the score anymore?"
"Do you think we can?"
"Is it a matter of belief?"
"What does Rev. Rhombus say?"
"BELIEVE!!!!"
"That was a great show Rev.!" squeaked Nick the noose.
"IT WAS, WASN'T IT?" bellowed the Reverend.
"Uh, sir, we're off the air."
"OH! Sorry, boys, got carried away."
`Try harder,' thought the observer.
"How much did we raise today boys?"
"8.6 billion dollars, sir." screeched one of the other members of the congregation.
"Ahh, an amount even Sturmgosse would be proud of..."
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