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The Kim Li Diaries: Chapter Sixteen (thing)
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by
Lord Brawl
Fri Dec 01 2000 at 4:37:26
Deck and his
train of thought
parted ways like two junkies fleeing a
prowl car
's floodlight as he passed a 24-hour drugstore. He'd been meaning to refill his 'script for the medicated cream for weeks. Deck spat cleanly through the open window of a passing
rice rocket
and wheeled into the store.
The pimply prick at the prescription counter was a
dead ringer
for that pasty little fucker at Kinko's. 'Christ,' Deck thought, 'Why don't I get some redheaded C-cup bitch like on TV?' He tossed the tattered 'script at the kid, who filled it while
yammer
ing away on his cell. "
Yeah, somehow when I hacked the
kernel
I
zorch
ed the code that does the automated
DST
rollover...
" Deck tuned him out, paid for the cream, and split faster than
Marilyn Monroe
's legs for
JFK
.
Deck was halfway up the block when the penny dropped. 'DST' was
Daylight Savings Time
. Deck usually caught up with that change around
Thanksgiving
weekend. But ...
Fuuuuuuuuck
.
The was why Kim Li hadn't called. Deck almost shat himself. This was a bigger fuckup than that time in
San Diego
with the
Drill Sergeant
's twin daughters.
It was at that moment that the limo pulled up beside him. Limos and Deck were hardly on intimate terms, and by the time he'd worked out the implications, he was in the trunk, and his skull had gone into business growing
grapefruit
.
The speaker mounted above his head began to pound out
Life is a Cabaret
as he vomited explosively into the
wheel well
and passed out.
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The Kim Li Diaries: Chapter Seventeen
The Kim Li Diaries: Chapter Fifteen
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The Kim Li Diaries: Chapter Fourteen
Daylight Savings Time
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zorch
Cabaret
Marilyn Monroe