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The Soldier And P Contemplate Socializing: He’s A Pacifist
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More for the current very social Gemini sky out there…
“Yeah, people leave you alone in the South but here, I guess you’re supposed to have feelings,” the soldier said. “We have to go have some feeeeelings, P. You can do it but I cannot.”
“I can do it?”
“Oh hell yeah. We’ll get down there and you’ll know what’s going on. I’ll be looking around like what the hell is this? I just want to know what’s wrong with hotdogs, P? Why not go to the park and eat a hotdog, drink a beer and let the kids run around?”
“They aren’t inviting you to that?”
“No, they’re inviting me to this. Actually they are inviting me to every thing they can think of and I suppose I may be invited for a hotdog eventually if they’ve got hotdogs here that is. Do people eat hotdogs in Colorado, P? I don’t think they do.” (swearing below the break)
I stared. “Okay, so we are going to see some Puerto Ricans drum, is that right?”
“Yeah, I think so unless I can get out of it and I’ll be trying.”
“Well you realize if they think I’m Puerto Rican, the people drumming who they think are Puerto Rican are probably not Puerto Rican either. Who knows what they are,” I said.
“I know, I know. And I don’t know what he’s doing looking at you anyway. He could tell I didn’t like him talking about my girlfriend, that’s for sure. I will kick his fuckin’ ass. Avert your eyes motherfucker,” he said, beaming.
I laughed. “Yeah, you bring me in… you take me in these places but no one better look at me,” I said. “You did the same thing taking me into your barracks when we were kids. Take me into your barracks and then stand guard.”
“Yeah, I did. And if they can catch a glimpse with their peripheral vision, well that’s fine. But if they out and out look at you there is going to be trouble. Because I am a pacifist, P. I will pass a fist right through your face.”
I roared and he snorted.
“Yeah, don’t you be eyeballin’ my girlfriend, I told him.”
I snorted. “You actually told him that?”
“Hell yes I told him that. Don’t. Eyeball. My girlfriend. Motherfucker. Of course I told him that, he’d better know.”
I roared. “Well they must be completely enamored with you for you to be saying things like that and they still want to go run around with you.”
“Yeah, it seems like they do. They do want to spend time with me but damned if I know why.”
To be continued
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omg he makes me laugh so hard.
ME TOO!
Mee three! That man is a laugh-riot (when he’s not talking about plantain girls).
I have to keep reading that, it’s so fucking funny!