rubbernecks
Looks like Rambo, Digifonica and I have a lot in common. We've all been left behind somehow, left to deal with the post stress of it all. Rambo turned to killing every lousy Teasle in his way, I'm drinking another lousy gin & tonic that I got from that phoney waiter, too yellow to give a damn. But Digifonica has taken enough abuse. I felt like jumping out a window. I probably would have too, if I'd been sure somebody'd cover me up as soon as I landed. I didn't want a bunch of stupid rubbernecks looking at me when I was all gory. Digifonica was an the precipice too, but he got pushed, his folks must have had enough of him, not given a damn, so they cut off his allowance, couldn't pay the transfer agent, so he fell. Now he's on the pavement, all gory. Are all those damn rubbernecks more phonies? Will someone save Digifonica where they turned there back on Rambo and I?
Damn, my G&T is gone... Waiter!