Newsgroups: talk.bizarre Path: jfwhome!news.ultranet.com!zombie.ncsc.mil!nntp.coast.net!lll-winken.llnl.gov!uwm.edu!vixen.cso.uiuc.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netcom.com!rone From: rone@netcom.com (id entity) Subject: Nine Lines of Dialogue Message-ID: Date: Sun, 10 Dec 1995 04:35:57 GMT Sender: rone@netcom21.netcom.com "So?" "Well...," a hopeless shrug, "i guess we're not going dancing tonight after all." "So i guess chicks really do dig jerks." "It's not like that. Well... I can't explain it, but--" "Pff. Yeah. After what he's done to you, not once, not twice, but three times before. He can't trust you. And still you're going to return to him?" "You don't understand just how special i felt with him. I could stare in his eyes and see him ten years older. I can't see myself doing that with anyone else." "It's like you're ignoring everything you've told me about him. You paint him like an asshole, and now you're going back to him. I don't get it! I just don't!" "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." We hug goodbye. I look down at her. "Damn you." She shudders as she feels the cold inside. 5150 -- "I hope we can avoid the tension that some partners experience." "Give me my pen, you miscreant."