.because you stop the noise

03Nov07 - chior boys

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Down South: "Greetings."

Gerard: "Hey."

Down South: "I heard a rumour."

Gerard: "Oh?"

Down South: "I have it on good authority that you dissolved your marital status."

Gerard: "Where'd you hear that?"

Down South: "Oh. The grape vine."

Gerard: "That's quite a vine."

Down South: "Makes for good wine too. Care to spill?"

Gerard: "I guess."

Down South: "So it's true? And you rode off into the sunset with one Robert Edward McCracken?"

Gerard: "..."

Down South: "I mean, I could just consult the man himself."

Gerard: "I'm not sure you'll get the most accurate story from Bert McCracken."

Down South: "I'm not sure I'd get it from you either. Pot/Kettle."

Gerard: "What do you want me to say?"

Down South: "Nothing. I guess I just thought that if you wanted some kind of fresh start that, you know."

Gerard: "And how would that work exactly? You wanna wreck your whole relationship with Bert over some Jersey basement boy?"

Down South: "..."

Gerard: "No. You were right. He loves me. You're beautiful and I wish you didn't walk away that night but I'm also kind'a glad you did."

Down South: "And what, pray tell, would've happened if I hadn't?"

Gerard: "You really wanna know?"

Down South: "I mean, I who am I to turn my face from the gospel?"

Gerard: "Ever seen The Devil in Miss Jones?"

Down South: "That the same Devil that went down to Georgia?"

Gerard: "See now that could've been something you would've been able to answer for yourself."

Down South: "Right."

Down South: "Fuck."

Down South: "Okay."

Down South: "Good talk."

Gerard: "Good talk."