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Black Rockn’

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Your outfit is culturally appropriative.

“It doesn’t look anything like Princess Leia’s slave outfit; furthermore, Alderaanian is not a recognized culture.”

I can’t believe you just said that.

“Funny how liberals defend that place, but no one wants to talk about Alderaanian-on-Alderaanian violence.”

So order is the highest priority?

“People have always demanded a strong man lead them.”

But that never ends well.

“People never end well.”

Is there sand in your cooch?

“Yes, there’s sand in my cooch.”

Is there life after death?

“Most people don’t have a life before death.”

All the lonely people.

“Yes.”

Where do they all come from?

“Winnipeg.”

How many roads must a man walk down before he admits to himself that he’s lost?

“Not all who wander are lost: some are just dipshits.”

All the dipshit people.

“Yes.”

Where do they all come from?

“They come from Winnipeg, too.”

It’s no Toronto.

“Now that’s a world-class city.”

Have you never been mellow?

“There’s no way to answer that question grammatically.”

Let’s date. I can overlook your hair.

“I cant overlook yours. Besides, I’m in a relationship.”

Oh, of course. What stupid bullshit is it this time? Bottlenose dolphin with an eyepatch?

“No.”

Unappealing rando?

“No.”

A high-out-of-his-mind Peter Shapiro and a bank-robbing unicorn?

“How’d you know?”

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“GET AWAY FROM MY PRINCESS LEIA OR I’M BANNING YOU FROM MY BOWLING ALLEY!”

Settle down, Shapirstein.

“LAST WARNING, OR I START TELLING STORIES ABOUT BLUES TRAVELLER!”

TotD out.

Time Is A Fat Circle

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What’s your favorite Dead song?

“Let’s not play this game.”

Your skirt is backwards.

“No, it’s fashion-forward. Are there two types of people in the world?”

Of course: those ruled by the past, and those ruled by the future.

“Which one are you?”

I told my past that my future was talking shit; now they fight and leave me alone.

“Divide and conquer is such a cliché.”

Things become cliche from overuse, implying efficacy.

“We give Napoleon such short shrift.”

But they just named that big office park after him.

“The Napoleonic Complex?”

That’s the one.

“Run from the past. Keep it at your back. The past means us all harm.”

How can the past catch us?

“It doesn’t have to: we carry the past with us. You can just put it down, y’know? Some of it’s snagged in there with claws, and your clothes might get shredded, and everyone on the street will know you’ve been in a fight. But you can put the past down and walk away.”

I love you.

“I hear that a lot. Unfortunately, I’m dating someone.”

Oh, I can’t wait to see this one.

“I kick it old school, bitch.”

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Hey! Captain Fuck!

“NOT QUITE, BUT CLOSE ENOUGH FOR THIS BULLSHIT!”

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it’s nice to see you. Where you been?

“RUNNING THE ‘CHOMPERS FOR TRUMP’ SUPERPAC.”

Oh, no, Captain.

“DON’T WORRY, I’M STEALING ALL THE MONEY!”

Good work, Cap.

Like Burning Man, Like Burning Monkey

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Are you the morning star?

“I am the morningstar.”

And the evening, as well?

“I am the alfalfa and the okra.”

Then I will not eat you.

“You would if I was covered in butter, and heated up.”

Are we still being deep, or are you doing some smutty-talking?

“Did you know they modeled the pagoda after my haircut?”

They’re both so multi-leveled.

“That might not be a pagoda, though.”

It’s all pagoda to me. In a reality three blocks north, H.P. Lovecraft opened up an art supply shop.

“He’s got the name for it.”

It was a pretty spooky shop.

“Naturally. Character essentiality is immutable in every etic direction.”

Obviously.

“Do you believe the Italians could have done something better with their time than inventing so many types of pasta?”

Yes and no.

“Expand on that.”

Absolutely and not at all.

“Nicely done. Why haven’t you taken your dick out?”

Should I have?

“Yes. For Harambe.”

What?

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“GETTING SHOT WAS THE BEST THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME, FUCKER!”

You made it to Burning Man. You really are internet-famous.

“I’M GONNA PEEL THIS JERSEY SHORE REJECT!”

Go to it, buddy. First one of these I enjoyed.

Feather or Dot?

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Describe yourself in one word.

“No.”

Who was Herodotus?

“A fabled man.”

How many discrete pieces of clothing do you have on?

“31, but each is small. How are you finding Burning Man?”

Mostly on Instagram.

“The mediated life, once-removed. Clean and neat.”

My place is a mess, actually. How do you smell?

“Relentlessly human. Do you renounce solipsism, last-Tuesdayism, matrixism, and the brain-in-a-jar hypothesis?”

I do renounce them.

“Do you renounce nihilism, and the catalytic converter?”

I do renounce them.

“And Satan?”

Which one?

“Satan Laramie.”

Linebacker for the Rams?

“That’s him.”

I do renounce him.

“And what about this clown made out of drugs?”

What?

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“WHO WANTS A  BALLOON SWASTIKA?”

I hate Burning Man almost as much as this bit.

Beauty And The Beast (Starved)

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I want to colonize you.

“No longer, oppressor.”

Let me destabilize your democratically-elected government.

“Then I will flourish in opposition, and identity inchoate will coagulate.”

And when do the ghosts of empire dissipate?

“When the arm that controls the Invisible Hand is revealed. When the land is returned to the people, and the people returned to themselves.”

Have your shoulder-chains gotten stuck on anything?

“Just once or twice. Manageable.”

Where does capital come from?

“The same place ducks come from.”

Lakes?

“More metaphorical.”

Imaginary lakes?

“Capital comes from need, and the exclusion of those that do so. Capital was born when the first lock was place on the first grain silo.”

Are we going back to the ducks?

“Forget about the ducks.”

You brought them up.

“Do you know joy?”

What is joy?

“A soul’s glistening; to float.”

Is it to be sought?

“No: positioned for. Sometimes joy throws curveballs. If there’s a righty at bat, you need to shade towards first.”

Your eyebrows are ferocious.

“Lefty once beat a mugger to death.”

Teach me your foreign ways.

“I’m from Los Angeles.

Foreign enough.

“You seem like a complete dolt, so I won’t. Plus, I’m here with my boyfriend, tax reform advocate Grover Norquist.”

What?

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“PARTY CAN START NOW THAT GROVER’S HERE, BITCHES!”

Oh, what the fuck?

“LET’S GET TO THE ORGYDOME AND GET OUR FUCKS ON!”

Last one. That’s it. No more.

Burning Questions

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I like your boots.

“Real wampa.”

You’re dressed for many climates.

“My wardrobe is vast; it contains multitudes.”

Where does freedom end?

“In the littorals by the river, where the marsh stinks and the fen sucks shoes off feet. In the fields beyond are Absalom, where fear is the tribute of their gods.”

So freedom is to be found here, and here alone?

“Yes, until your stomach takes it from you.”

All fascism stems from the gut?

“Hunger is the first and true tyrant.”

But there is still choice.

“When it comes to hunger? Choice is death.”

How sandy are your genitals?

“Like they were playing the female lead in Grease.”

I don’t love you, but I could fake it real good.

“It’s Burning Man: we’re all faking it.”

Shall we hump publicly?

“Sure. Just let me tell the Romulus and Remus of Black Rock.”

Huh?

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“WE ARE THE LIVING SPIRIT OF BURNING MAN!”

“CAN WE HITCH A RIDE HOME IN YOUR PLANE?”

I need to stop going to these things.

Swinging Party

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My Lord, look at your necks.

“We’re like giraffes in comfortable pants.”

“And more accessories.”

Hippie chicks love accessories. Where are you?

“Rainbow Gathering. Don’t ask us our names.”

“We won’t tell you. It’s a whole thing.”

What if I just call you Dream and Sunshine?

“How did you know our names?”

“Are you with the government, or are you Jesus?”

Both. Wow, Rainbow Gathering. Hardcore.

“It’s like the grad school version of a Dead show.”

“It’s just the lot. No band, just a forest full of Shakedown and all that entails.”

Awesome and enticing.

“Drum circles/orgies.”

“Orgies/drum circles.”

A to Z and back again. Nice.

“Then there’s the salutes to the sun.”

“And the moon. All of nature, really.”

What form do these salutes take?

“Orgies.”

“Drum circles.”

You gals are a hoot Ever been to Wildwood, New Jersey? I’ll win you both a mirror with Ratt’s logo on it.

“Sure, but let us tell our friend For Fuck’s Sake.”

That’s someone’s name? Why?

“Scroll down.”

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Oh, for fuck’s sake.

“SOMEONE LOOKING FOR ME?”

Goin’ Home

hottie aviatorsYou look like fun.

“I’m up for stuff.”

Totally. You have a jaw which is square and sharp, and aviators.

“Don’t forget the freckled chest.”

As if I could. Where does objectivity exist?

“In the lesser mathematics, and graveyards. That which exists outside of language, which is subjective at its core and without the ability to define axioms without self-reference.”

So Gõdel was right?

“Partially.”

Nicely done.

“I’ve got five advanced degrees in semantics.”

Five? You sound obsessed.

“Yes. I’m always up for semantics.”

I love you.

“Of course.”

Let’s get married.

“Common law?”

The commonest.

“For my bouquet, I’ll chuck this lady’s water bottle at someone’s head.”

It’s a cozy.

“Noted. Let me just tell my friend what’s happening.”

Friend? Just a friend? Not a husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, fire demon, or living log flume?

“Just a friend.”

Cool.

“Heather?”flying rando“RANDO JESUS HAS CALLED ME HOME!”

“She’s got a ride.”

Great. Let’s go be happy ever after. Do you have any money?

“So much. Almost too much.”

Not possible.

“I know, I was kidding.”

Not All Heroes Wear Capes, But Some Do

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I can see portions of your torso.

“Oh, thank you for speaking to me. That’s why I wasn’t wearing headphones.”

Then I shan’t kick your shins.

“Gentlemen are rare at festivals these days.”

Your hair is doing many things at once.

“It’s the color of honey made by expensive bees.”

A-List bees.

“The Carolingians worshipped bees, you know.”

Is that true?

“No, but the Hittites did.”

Is that true?

“Maybe. What are your thoughts on states’ rights?”

Limited.

“You believe in limited states’ rights?”

No, I have a limited amount of beliefs pertaining to states’ rights.

“Why doesn’t math have to take a student class?”

Because you can’t just move nouns around in a sentence and have it mean something.

“Language evolves.”

Not all of sudden, and at a music festival.

“You sound old when you said that.”

Mature.

“May I call you Victor?”

Or Randy Savage.

“Do you think that his the wrestler’s name was Randy “The Mature Man” Savage?”

Yes.

“What’s in like in your head?”

Remember the bridge at the end of Temple of Doom? Kind of like that.

“That movie came out so long before I was born.”

YOU CAME OUT BEFORE YOU WERE BORN I apologize for that. I should not have yelled, and I apologize.

“I didn’t like you before, but now I’m getting into your vibe.”

Really?

“Yeah. I like take-charge guys. Which is why I’m dating a superhero.”

Oh, for fuck’s sake.

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“I’M NOT THE HERO THE LOT NEEDS, BUT I WANT TO BE NAKED!”

What’s your stupid name?

“MISTER FUCKTASTIC.”

Please let me stop doing these.

Last Stand

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Look at you, drinking from a non-standard vessel.

“I’m youthful and free.”

May I ask what that is?

“It’s an acai leg. It’s like an acai bowl.”

But a leg.

“Nothing gets by you.”

I technically graduated from a very middling college.

“I’m technically attending one now.”

What are you studying?

“Microgeology.”

Microgeology?

“Pebbles.”

Sure.

“And philosophy. This year, we discussed ‘thingness.’ When does a thing achieve ‘thingness?’ Can we discern the phase transition from concept to thing?”

When you can conk someone on the head with it.

“Glib. You’re not seeing the problem.”

A thing requires physicality.

“Better, but still incomplete. Thingness is achieved through not non-being.”

You need to stop taking philosophy courses. Philosophical thought is a pernicious modality, and it weasels into your common sense.

“Do you often lecture women in bikinis?”

Weirdly often, yeah.

“Awesome, stud. Listen, buzz off: my boyfriend is here.”

Right, sure. Some sweaty LottenLumpen with a handful of balloons, or a tweaked-out fat guy, or maybe the Angel of Death. What is it this time, huh?

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

So much.

“My boyfriend is perfectly normal.”

Yeah?

“Yes. I’m dating the iconic photo of Elian Gonzalez being extracted at gunpoint from his relatives’ Miami home.”

What?

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“THE AMERICAN GOVERNMENT HAS THE CHILD’S BEST INTERESTS AT HEART! IS CHRIS ROBINSON STILL ON?”

I don’t understand this.

“SAVE SOME OF THAT LEG FOR ME, BABY!”

That’s it, no more.

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