Mister B. Gone
““I do.”
“Why?”
“There is a machine I have to see. If it does what I’m hearing, then it will change the world.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Well, spit it out,” I said. “What does it do?”
Quitoon only smiled. “Wash quickly, Mister B.,” he said.
“We have places to go and sights to see.”
“Such as The End of the World?”
Quitoon surveyed the litter of innocents around my bath.
“I said change, not end.”
“Every change is an end,” I said.
“Well, listen to you. Th...e naked philosopher.”
“Do you mock me, Mister Q.?”
“Do you care, Mister B.?”
“Only if you mean to hurt me.”
“Ah.”MoreLess
“Why?”
“There is a machine I have to see. If it does what I’m hearing, then it will change the world.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Well, spit it out,” I said. “What does it do?”
Quitoon only smiled. “Wash quickly, Mister B.,” he said.
“We have places to go and sights to see.”
“Such as The End of the World?”
Quitoon surveyed the litter of innocents around my bath.
“I said change, not end.”
“Every change is an end,” I said.
“Well, listen to you. Th...e naked philosopher.”
“Do you mock me, Mister Q.?”
“Do you care, Mister B.?”
“Only if you mean to hurt me.”
“Ah.”MoreLess
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