Closed Uncounter

It’s Orphan Slink Night at the Diburst Poets Pug, so I can post whuddever I wanna. I thought I’d chair dis bit of deaf folks conslervation, overheard at the gold poke’s home:

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Closed Uncounter

“Hi,” he said; “Hello,” she replied.
“How ya doin’?” she asked.
“Yeah; I’m ruined, too”
“No. I said, ‘How ya doin’?’”
“I know,” he lied. “I’m kinda…”
“Kinda what?” she asked.
“Ruined.”
“Doomed, you say?”
“Whatever,” he said
wheeling down the hall.

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