The Imagine Pageant Pays A Visit

Hello faithful fans,

My relaxing drive on Sunday evening from Fox Lake while under the influence of several shots of vodka could have prepared me for many things: painful death, life-long paralysis, body mutilation, a DUI, court... But what actually happened that sunday evening was worse. FAR worse. Upon reaching the top of the staircase and thinking of the fantastic prospect of tea and sleep, I opened the door and saw LX with his stupid bike and a horrifying smile on his face. I gasped as he said "oh hello buster! where should i put my bike?" this was the ultimate punishment for drunk driving, and a nightmare that has many times played out in my head during bad ecstasy trips, but how could it be real. I walked past him (hoping he would disappear like the horrifying apparition that he is), and looked at the hopeless face of the Other, who motioned at his phone. I looked at my cell, and sure enough i had a message: "BEWARE, LX is here." When LX asked about where to put his bike again, I said "outside, together with all your other belongings and your body!!!" to which he laughed and said something along the lines of "ha ha, you're a funny one!" I completely freaked. he sat down and demanded the Other to make coffee, and the Other, in his shock and terror, obliged. I made a few more insidious and biting remarks to which LX said "if you want me to leave, I'll leave." I breathed a sigh of relief, and said politely: "well, perhaps this is not the best evening for an unannounced, completely rude visit..." As I thought LX would immediately leave me to my drunken thoughts of how many miles per gallon a Honda Odyssey minivan can get versus a Toyota Sienna, I was in a better mood. But ALAS, he stayed, taking my sudden upturn in mood as indication of my permission to hang around. My heart sunk to the depths of hell, and I walked to the sofa, laid down on it in the darkness and tried my hardest to think about the mileage a minivan can get, while LX incessantly bombarded the Other with the details of his bike ride. It lasted 40 minutes, and I'm sure a large part of me died that night. Sighe... All my nightmares are coming true, I feel as if there is no hope...

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