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| English Slacker chapter twenty-nine | |
| By chrismorton | ||||
| 08 July 2008 | ||||
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So Tim was all right actually. When I got in he even offered to make me a cup of tea – well, he said that tea was in the pot, he didn’t actually offer to make me one. The lady disappeared upstairs and I remember wondering whether to follow Tim into the kitchen or to just wait in the corridor so I just kinda like, hovered. Yeah, the house was smaller than I’d expected; at least it’d looked bigger from the outside. And the downstairs was just this tiny corridor, a kitchen and a front room, which was also pretty small. There was a little girl in the front room watching TV and as I waited for Tim I sort of stood under the door frame looking at the screen. Some cartoon with robots beating each other up. As I watched this like head robot who was obviously a bad guy was beating up this female white robot, who was quite fit as far as robots go, and the bad robot was laughing while the female robot was saying, “Please!” and, “No!” Tim came back with the tea and said, “So what is it you’re after?” and I told him I just wanted a bit of block and he said, “What?” and I said, “Resin,” and he was like, “Oh, right,” and, "How much?” and I was like, “About ten quid’s worth.” He then said, “I’ll tell you what,” or something like that (‘cause I didn’t hear him clearly), and then he went out to the kitchen again and I could hear him rummaging around and that while meantime there was this team of four robots (a blue one, a red one, a green one and a yellow one) racing through this futuristic metropolis type city obviously on their way to rescue the girl. The polythene bag that Tim brought back was huge. It was full of weed, like proper weed. Tim held the bag up, saying, “This stuff’s the business.” (Yeah he didn’t seem to care about his daughter – or whoever the girl was – being there which I thought was, I dunno, a bit weird actually). I asked, “How much?” and Tim replied, “Thirty five,” which he said was a very good price considering, “The quality of the stuff,” and I wasn’t sure if he was ripping me off or not but there wasn’t really a hell of a lot I could say or do and the bag was pretty big so I said, “Okay, cool.” Tim then said, “I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you try some first,” and then opened the bag and, taking a huge clump of weed out he proceeded to roll a joint. The girl just sat there, still watching cartoons, totally un-phased. As Tim rolled up I asked him, “How’s business?” and he replied that it was, “Always good in the summer,” and I said about how much better it was smoking joints in the sun and he laughed and answered, “That must be the reason.” Then he laughed again when I said that it, “Must be good to not have a job,” looking at me kinda funny and saying, “In my dreams mate,” which I figured meant he must’ve had another job on the side. Anyway, it’s all a bit of a blur after this. I remember the robots rescued the girl, but there again I also remember them killing the bad robot (like, totally killing him) and I’m not sure if that would’ve really happened in a kids cartoon. I also remember… yeah, I thought I’d got a free joint out of Tim but the way it ended up he got a free joint out of me. But still, I didn’t really care at the time. It was quite fun sitting there – at least at first it was anyway – and I felt happy I’d taken the opportunity to do something interesting with my afternoon.
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