18.11.24

. . . as their best friend telephone rambling continued
                                                             Listen man, you’re killing my wife.
Howstha

Got you on speaker phone.

Shame on you youre killin her

You know when I’m on the phone I’m on speaker.

As do I but theres no one here to overhear us an as you know stoned  Im off the rails

Rails? As if ever as she can hear.

Shell learn hold onto your panties baby no idea where were goin
                                                                       Yawanna lead
Hey now. You called me. Ball’s in your court.
Exactly  Exactly
                    Curious you mention court

    How’s that?

Im listenin been listenin to your long response time   The pregnant pauses
                                                                                   Why yanot say
Say what?

    Yare stoned
I am.

Brisk  There ya go
                           Court time

Court time?

Balls in my court

    Oh. Yeah.
                 What of it? 

Were transcendent

Transcendent?

Above an beyond the normal the mere physical human experience
                                                                        In a word   Exceptional
We oughta embrace the notion
Edify our shoot from the hip whimsyness

I ain’t shooting. You’re whimsy. We’re high. What’s to embrace?

The answer ya provided
 
Answer? What the hell.
                            What was the question?
Court

Court?

The balls in

               I don’t know what the hell your talkin’ about.

Wha Ive been sayin

What you’ve been saying ain’t makin’ sense to me.

Ya hit the nail on the head

Would you just say? You’re killin’ me.

Baby  Am I killin you too

I’m not listening.

she was off somewhere in the room

Court   Transcendent  Exceptional

 

And?
Christ

    What?

Royalty

What?

Your Highness

What?

Your  Highness

Repeating it tells me nothing.
Hey now  Says everything
                                Think on it  Wifey can help shes heard plenty
Later

he didnt feel bad hangin up onim can lead a horse to water but cant makeem drink

1707,  Saturday,  16  11. 24
0934,  Monday,  18  11. 24
Santana (ft. Everlast)  Put Your Lights On  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJ3Yb2L2838

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