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Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Radio Welshbrook

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Radio Welshbrook

Radio Welshbrook

Radio Welshbrook pretty, ain't she? Yeah. You should meet her; go meet her. She's not to my taste. Meeting her would be pointless. You don't know that. If you'd just meet her, she might turn out to be unexpectedly adorable. And you'll think, "Oh, I should go out with her." Won't happen. You're so stubborn! Well, she might find you're a waste of time too, so that would end it. So this might work out, after all. Whaa! My toenails are so long! Whaa, I need the nail clippers. Radio Welshbrook, nail clippers, nail clippers. Daa daa daa, tra la la... Couldn't you bring out some coffee? Huh? Go help yourself, you thief. You could show a little hospitality, you know. What was that fer? (more old man talk) Whaa, these are so long. I've been thinking this. Yeah. Web Radio, are you gay? Huh?! Hit the bullseye. You're upset. I'm a true ladies' man. You are. You expose yourself as a fool when you say things like that. Radio Welshbrook But how come you ain't got a girlfriend? I know you're not popular 'cause yer a pervert. I know! You've got some sort of critical physical problem, right? One ya can't tell to anyone. Just listen quietly and don't be so rude, you. Who said I was bein' rude? I don't need to go out with anyone, so I don't go out. Ain't you lonely? Not in the least. What about marriage? Not interested. What about internet Radio? That's none of your business. Anyhow, I don't feel like getting married to anyone right now and I don't feel like going out with anyone, either. And so, I told my mother just now. That I have a girlfriend. Eh? You do? I don't! I wanted to get out of this omiai no matter what, so I started saying whatever came out of my mouth. And then I said I'd let her meet this girlfriend. Ah, that again. So, could I ask you for a favor? Pretend to be my girlfriend. Eh? Who? Me?! There's no one else I can ask. No way, no how, no siree. After all, I'm terrible at lying... What's more... "Could you stop talking about how intimate you and Web Radio are?" Yeah. No way. I can't; I won't. No freakin' way in hell. Won't do it! Kin. Have I ever turned down even one of the favors you've asked me for up till now? I let you consult with me about your boyfriend and I was with you during your pregnancy test, too. I even helped you move this sofa, didn't I? You say such things, but I helped you out when you were moving in, right? And I looked for a model for you to cut, too, right? Who was it took you to the hospital when you came down with a fever? Who taught you to bat? And when that foul ball came flying at you, who took it in your place? Those were all things you did on your own, weren't they? Please Kin. You're the only one I can ask such a stupid favor from. Please. All right. For pete's sake, geez. Thank you. I owe you one. Say, by the way, where are your coffee beans? Ain't got any here. Ah. Go buy some. Never mind. I'll go home and drink there. Radio Welshbrook Then I'll come with you. I don't have any coffee to give to you. What's that? Wait a second, are you going out dressed like that? You're just next door! You've gone overboard in abandoning being a woman. At least wash your face.

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