Chaise . . I’m I saying it right?

Lounge?  she giggled 

                      You don’t mean chaste?chaste lounge. 

Chaste, not chaise?

she looked she was toeing the edge of apoplectic

                                                    It couldbe both . I mean . . chaste in your chaise lounge.

Yare searching for chaise lounge 

                                  he looked over at her  We a little stoned

she did a little dance step in one spot

                                        A wee bit.  He’s funny. 

he turned to Moby She thinks yare funny 

                                            In your chaste lounge

apoplectic is Janusfaced humoured  slipping towards anger

Chill Babettes havin a little fun

I am. she giggled  Moby’s funny.

I’m funny?

I’d think you’d know the proper pronunciation.

                                                 Chaise. 

It is . chaise . lounge.

It is. Now tell me what you understand chaste to mean.

I’d rather not.

Havin too much fun

I am. Chaste Moby.

It’s chaste comma Moby.

Are you talkin in third person

Chaste, Moby, lemme hear it.

Abstaining . .

. . YES! Moby Monk!

OhJaysus She gets a little stoned an pulls no punches

Pulling no punches.

Abbess Babette. You abstain.

she threw her head back By choice. I can laid if I want, I’m a woman, you can’t, women are gatekeepers . .

. . The keyholders chastity belt keepers

                                           Moby no sex for you

You two ganging up on me?

Yes. she smiled widely  I’m teasing, are you teasing?

Im teasing

            Moby  Ya didthough bring the subject up inadvertently

Chaise is a hard word.

Because yare high too

Maybe.

Horseshit. You look like a blind man walking with a cane down a strange street . . really unfamiliar.

Wasnt a good look

                    If yare gonna err err loud and strong confidently  Otherwise yaint chaste yare incel

He's incel! Babette sang

Babette please

                Just hit a dry patch

Spit on it! Babette threw her head back laughing

maybe it was possible to be an ugly stoner

                                             no matter she was having a ball Moby was slipping towards misery he didnt know which was worse  an ugly or miserable stoner

he was neither

                he was a thinking stoner an examiner miner spelunker unearther pryer he liked deepdives sets subsets liked pulling through people cotton through a cotton gin panning experiences for elements  for Gold

Babette was laughing so hard she cried

Moby was as somber as a crank monk

Im gonna get a beer Anyone need anything 

                                           albeit he saidasked as he stood turned pivoted his back to them he needed blurred words they couldnt have heard right to escape

figured he let them sort it out

then return

             pull through their ruin or ashes for gold from their teeth

1716,  ReggaeFriday,  17  6. 22

227preferred,  Sunnyday,  3  7. 22

James Gang  Ashes the Rain and I  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yUr1wVf29b8

they didnt kill each other

when he left they were seeking hehoped contrition  divining it in their mighty little vacuum out of doors  

returning it seemed they breathed colourless ether that may have clung to the downwelling from the brightblue whitecloud dappled ether overhead

You two cool

Babette looked up We are, I apologised.

She apologised, said she was having a little fun at my expense.

Ya opened the door Moby

I did.  I did.

             You didn’t bring me a beer.

You didnt say when I asked as I went in

I didn’t hear what you said.

Take mine Ill get another Babette your vodka tonic need replenishing

Maybe a little ice.

Ill be right back

he returned with a fresh bottle of beer icecubes in a plastic cup 

                                                                   Im reading this scifi Walkaway by Doctorow The first chapter describes a party like a rave theyre sipping urine beer 

                                                                 he tapped the neck of his bottle to Mobys Prost  Zum Wohl

Huh?

Babette said Cheers. To your health.

Why would you know that, Joe?

Had family survived the war the camps they made their way to America I understand they overheard guards as they had their beer rations 

I know because my family is German.

Moby nodded to her wordslooked sideways at Joe You did say urine beer?

I did

Piss.

Please I hate that term Now  quickly turn it into an acronym and say wha it means

Probably isnt something safe. Babette said

Whoa

What?

I was thinking Perhaps is something sour

What?

It’s your turn, Moby. 

What?

Acronym Moby

               That was excellent Babette was barely off my lips

Yours was really quick too.

Thank you

           Moby Weve bought all the time we coud Whas the meaning of your acronym

I don’t know.

Slow on the uptake

Shaming me ain’t helping.

Isnt shaming

              Ya have to admit your norm isnt dabbling excelling in wit being clever

And you are?

We areweve already said 

                           But we grew up in the same neck of the woods not the West Coast I believe guile is a Midwest East property  being snappy   last to the table doesnt eat

Eat what?

He’s hopeless.

Not hopeless Hes just not a horse to bet on

You’re doing it again . . making me the butt of your jokes.

No butt The acronym is P I S S

                                   Whadaya got

NothingGoddammit.

No sweat its okay

Correct, you’re the misfortunate product of a lesser God, not your fault.

I wish I said that

I’m quicker than you.

I concede

          One last shot Moby   P I S S

I thought we quit playing.

We didnt say that were tryin to buy ya more timeenable you

                                                                 Yacoudve dug in gained some standing instead you disassociated squandered it

I can’t think.

Clearly.

Babette Im really beginning to think yare a mean stoner

She is.

Moby Don

            Yer out of your league

she didnt kill him when he went inside

                                         he could suppose her intention was torture

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423preferred,  Sunnyday,  3  7. 22

Now wait up a second.

they were walking around the lake in townmile an a half second lap there was a clutch of young women walking in the opposite direction and they decidedagreed they needed a second lap threefour gals were buxom jaunty attractive here they come  yah threefour

                         they nodded to each other laughedloudly it was obvious while passing

  Oohshit.

             If it looks like their going around again you game?

DUH goes without saying

                              You were saying

Saying?

Their jiggling heaving jelly erase your memory

Couldbe think so . was one hell of a straightaway towards ‘emgot lost in my thoughts.

Wicked games

I should say.

                You said?

I said you were saying

What did I say?

he sighed Ive been reminding you a lot passed without comment Ya said Now wait up a second

Now . . . wait up a second wait up . a second . . . a second second secondYEAH  got it.

Firmly

Yes. In my grasp.

Well then say before it eludes youslithers away again

Ain’t going nowhere.

Save it  Say

Awright.  So when you and your daughter disagree . . strenuously sometimes . .

. . No doubt we have strong personalities

Yeah I’ve heard you.

                        Did you just say that during disagreements you’ll tell the other to fuck off fuck you?

Yes

Do you actually say fuck?

I woudnt say fuck if we didnt say fuck

Not screw you?

No shook his head Not screw you

That’s got to be uncomfortable.

It isnt

I’ve never said it to my parents, my siblings, or people, maybe during a fight, but haven’t had many . a handful . maybe . . tosses gas on a fire.

Might

         Whas your point

That you use it on each other.

Use it when were angry at each other when were jokingoften lots when joking

Why?

Whynot

It’s a fighting wordcan cause a fight inflame someone . .

. . Because it is not part of your vocabulary

It’s crude.

Yes Daddy

                Fuck you

Why fuck me?

Because yacoud use it with family but you choose to remain tightlipped Ive said as much about your brothers and youve said quote You can say that again, fuck ‘em.

                                                But you don say it to them

No.

     We don’t use that kind of lang . .

. . English  Ya don speak English

I was saying . language.

I know you were Daddy

Would you quit with Daddy?

Thas who influenced you  Its only a word 

                                            I talk to my kids like adults I talked to my kids when they were kids like adults  Fuck is part of our vernacular The majority of my relationship with my children will be as adults far longer rather than they were children  Agreed

Yes.

Adults speak of matters frankly

                                    Fuck is mighty frank Expeditious  Pounds down sharp edges blunts chills  yahprovocative captures ones attention In my family beyond humour fun fuck gives one pause

                                                                                                     During heated arguments Fuck is the safe word

Safe word?

Ohmygawd  Dadd . .

. . I said quit with that!

he spat it outrolling his eyes up in his headuttering rote  lectured  A safe word serves as a prearranged an unambiguous signal to end an activity such as between a dominant and submissive sexual couple

                                                                                                        Dig   Safe word

I’m just saying in my family we don’t use it.

Ive acknowledged that My family does

I don’t know what to say.

When you don know wha to say don say

                                              Free advice

515preferred,  Reggaefriday,  17  6. 22

1141,  Sunnyday,  3  7. 22

Chris Isaak  Wicked Games  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7tm2q5KsVt8

Y’akoto  Bodymovements  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQU4VfKIRdY

it had gone back and forthfuriously enough times that people around them were getting very uncomfortable 

but they didnt know what their relationship was

their wordsargument didnt tip their hands

one doesnt jump off a cliff into an abandoned waterfilled quarry without trying to determine if rocks are unseen under the surface 

            snapped ankles compoundfractured shins femurs dislocated knees spinal injuries  irrevocable trauma

he stood out of reach behind her over her left shoulder

                                                           he had been sitting in an upholstered chair across a coffee table from her but his rising ire forced him up and away he didnt want to touch her  she was really pushing his buttons 

Fuck you Dinah   

lavalivid she lolled her headlaid it over the back sofa cushion

                                                                  Fuck you Dad

the room went cold  blue

                           people stopped drinking their coffees lattes chewing their sweet rolls breakfast burritos gum

Dinah twitchedstood she went to the restroom

outnumbered eyeballed he backpedaled went to the Mens room

the bathrooms could be exited into a parallel concourse

they came out there within seconds of each other

                                                     embraced  We’re getting really good at this, Dad  Dinah said

2331,  Saturday,  3  7. 22

Y’akoto  Diamonds  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhjwghBIzeE