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Slowly he gets up and hobbles over to where the interview is being conducted. The man is getting old. That will hopefully be me in four years. I’m hoping to go for one more after this. We’ll see how that goes.
Back to crossing off my list of people who still need to paint their pictures. Ruby is going to lose her mind when she sees all the artwork. I can’t wait to see the look on her face.
Fuck, I just can’t wait to see her face.It’s been three days. Too fucking long.
Chapter Twenty
BODI
Ruby: Did you know that for every human on earth, there are 1.6 million ants?
Bodi: No way.
Ruby: It’s true. Could you imagine if ants actually had the smarts to take us humans down?
Bodi: Maybe that’s what they’re doing.
Ruby: What do you mean?
Bodi: Maybe that’s why there are so many ants. They are trying to overpopulate so one day, they can overtake human civilization.
Ruby: . . .
Ruby: I can’t . . .
Ruby: You have completely ruined my night of ice cream, Double Stuf Oreos, and watching America’s Got Talent.
Bodi: How so?
Ruby: Because, I’m slipping on my sandals and running to the nearest store. I need ant repellant, stat. To hell if I’m going to be unprepared when the ant-apocalypse occurs.
Bodi: I don’t feel bad. You shouldn’t be eating Double Stuf Oreos without me.
Ruby: You got me hooked! You can’t just ask me to quit cold turkey.
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Bodi: The San Juan Airport has no food options whatsoever.
Ruby: No food options or no organically grown kale available for you to nibble on like a rabbit?
Bodi: I eat more than kale, like that delicious pussy of yours.
Ruby: *fans face* You want to sext? Okay. Take a picture of you benching your penis, as you know how much I want to see that.
Bodi: Never going to happen, get that out of your head.
Ruby: But it’s a penis on a bench, that’s funny stuff.
Bodi: It’s fucking weird, Rubes.
Ruby: Might be nice, that cold wood on the underside of your diddly doodle.
Bodi: Might get me put in jail.
Ruby: Just lock the doors.
Bodi: Not going to happen, Rubes.
