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My eyes gaze over the table of food through the company and off into the distance beyond the mildew on the walls. I would feel more comfortable collecting the cobwebs from this basement ceiling. Instead, I try hard to seem interested in what others are saying while avoiding eye contact, and - BANG!! It's time to eat. The moment I've been most waiting for. Now I can concentrate on the food and do what I really came for. Never eat and run though. It's time to act interested in the others once more. Karaoke. Who doesn't love an overly enthusiastic host hoisting a microphone in their face? Thanks for the food but I don't feel like singing a Kenny Rogers song or a whoever the **** song of some twit whose been in the top 40 within the past 5 years, or 20 for that matter. Thank Jupiter they are distracted. Now is my chance to slip out quietly. I make it out the door and find out that someone parked behind me. what else do you got in that cd case? Any Conway Twitty by chance? Oh really. **** it, I'm next
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Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 8:39 AM UTC
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My eyes gaze over the table of food through the company and off into the distance beyond the mildew on the walls. I would feel more comfortable collecting the cobwebs from this basement ceiling. Instead, I try hard to seem interested in what others are saying while avoiding eye contact, and - BANG!! It's time to eat. The moment I've been most waiting for. Now I can concentrate on the food and do what I really came for. Never eat and run though. It's time to act interested in the others once more. Karaoke. Who doesn't love an overly enthusiastic host hoisting a microphone in their face? Thanks for the food but I don't feel like singing a Kenny Rogers song or a whoever the **** song of some twit whose been in the top 40 within the past 5 years, or 20 for that matter. Thank Jupiter they are distracted. Now is my chance to slip out quietly. I make it out the door and find out that someone parked behind me. what else do you got in that cd case? Any Conway Twitty by chance? Oh really. **** it, I'm next
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Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 8:39 AM UTC
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