IT’S TOO BAD THE COPS HAD TO KILL THAT GUY, BUT HE HAD A BROOMSTICK AND HE WAS ASIAN

They had been smoking hash for the better part of the night when Alex started screaming that nothing was linear. He knew it in the back of his mind so clearly, but understood that no one else could see where he was coming from. He understood but decided, albeit loudly, to explain his position.

“NOTHING MOVES FORWARD!”

“THERE IS NO ORDER!”

“MADNESS! DARKNESS! GOOD GOD, MAN!”

He was hysterical and ranting. The equations of time and space. Equilibrium. Conscience and conscious. E pluribus unum. In the end we all go down screaming one by one and mother nature swallows us back into her cunt for all of time.

The bastards just didn’t get it.

So Vinny stuck a shiv in his stomach and gave him a handful of ephedrine.

“What the FUCK was that for?”

“Things move in a straight line, man.”

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