"I hate people. I hate life. I hate puppies. I hate quesadillas."
"What?"
"I hate goldfish. I hate sporks. I hate people named Pam. I hate checkered squares."
"Are you done?"
"I hate kittens. I hate shrimp. I hate X-rays. I hate contact lenses. I hate New Jersey. AND I HATE MY COUSIN."
"..."
"Now I'm done."
"Okay... now what the hell was that?"
"My cousin has rendered me sleepless. I can't even nap."
"It's a tuff life you live."
"Indeed."
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Dog Pound
Short StoryIn which a girl calls a dog pound and a boy needs a friend. *SEQUEL TO WRONG NUMBER* *written through calls* *contains swearing*
