"Excuse me!"
"Excuse me!"
"Excuse me!"
There they go again. Damn kids. Can't they leave
me alone. They know they have no idea what they want. It's
all just a waste of my time.
"What can I get for five tickets?"
Can't they read.
"Everything is priced."
"I want a whoopee cushion!"
"Those are fifty tickets, you only have five."
"What can I get?!"
Why me.
"Beep! Beep! Zzzzzzz..."
Those damn games are going off again.
"Buzz...Buzz...Buzz...Buzz..."
The volume is still set too high. It needs to be turned
down.
"Excuse me!"
"Buzz...Buzz..."
"Zzzzzzz..."
"Beep!Beep!Beep!"
All the noise and commotion. I hate this place.
And there goes the lights again, flashing in my face. It's
a wonder anyone can think in this place.
"The game took my quarter!"
"Which one?"
"The car game!"
"Which car game?"
"That one!"
"That one cost a dollar a game."
Why is that kid still standing here. I told him the price.
"If you want to play the game, you need to put more money in
the game."
"But, I don't have any more money!"
It's not my problem. Why do they make it my problem?
there's a big sign that says four quarters for one play, right above the
coin slot. If they knew how to read, my life would be so much simpler.
"There's nothing I can do about it, sorry."
"Mommy, mommy!"
Damn kids. Run to mommy and cry now.
"Excuse me!"
"Sir! My son just lost a quarter in one of your games!"
"Beep!BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!"
I need to turn the volume down on those skeeballs machines.
Good thing Brad gave me his gun. It should do the trick.
"Sir! Are you listening to me?"
"He's got a gun!!!"
"Beep! Beep!"
BANG!!! One down.
"Beep! Beep!"
BANG!!! Two down.
"Beep! Beep!"
BANG!!! That makes three
"Beep! Beep!"
BANG!!! All four taken care of.
"Now, what did you want?"
Of course, now she won't talk to me. Everyone left fast.
Well, if no one's here, I should just close up and go home.
Got my jacket. Power's turned off. Gate is closed
and locked.
Why's everyone running?
"Beeep! Beeep!Beeep!"
Why's the fire alarm going off? There's no fire.
There's never any fire. That damn alarm goes off all the time when
there's no fire.
"Beeep! Beeep!Beeep!"
BANG!!! Another nuisance taken care of.
Would you look at that. Mall security is running for once.
First time I've seen them get any real exercise.
It might be a fun show, but I've got to get home.
The parking lot is still full. I wonder why the arcade
would be empty when the parking lot is still full.
Who cares? I just want to get home.
Damn, the light's red.
"Bop! Bop! Bop! Bee! Bop! Bee! Bop!!"
Why won't the light change. This rap music is getting on
my nerves.
"Hey! What's your problem looser!"
They're talking to me. Maybe I should turn off their radio
so I can hear them better.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Get out of my
car!"
"Shit! He's got a gun."
"Bop! Bop! Bee! Bop! Bee! Bop! Bop!!"
BANG!!! That's Better.
"I hate rap music."
What, no reply. They've gone silent all of a sudden.
Damn. A piece of the radio hit me in the cheek. Well,
at least it ain't bleeding too much.
Oh, the light's green now. Why aren't the cars moving?
It's not my problem. I just need to get home.
Just a block away. It will be nice to get home and have
some quiet time.
"Wrrr!Wrrr!Wrrr!"
Police sirens. I wonder what's going on.
"Wrrr!Wrrr!Wrrr!"
They're getting closer. The noise is annoying. How
am I suppose to think straight with all this noise wherever I go?
I can't escape it.
"WRRR!WRRR!WRRR!"
Great. The cops stop right in front of me. They must
not realize just how much noise they're making.
"WRRR!WRRR!WRRR!"
I'll just have to shut off the sirens myself I guess.
"WRRR!WRRR!"
BANG!!! Another problem solved.
BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!
That wasn't me. The cops shot me.
"What the hell do you think you are doing."
BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!
Damn, that hurts.
"WRRR!WRRR!WRRR!"
More damn cops. They're all making too much noise.
"Now put down the gun! Come on now!"
I think they're trying to tell me something. I can't hear
them over the sirens. I'll need to turn them off.
"WRRR!WRRR!WRRR!"
BANG!!! Now we can talk.
BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!BANG!!! BANG!!!
BANG!!!BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!
I can't feel my arms, or my legs. It hurts. Can't stand. Feeling
dizzy.
Ouch. The damn pavement is too hard.
I need to get up and go to bed. I could use a nap.
Maybe I'll just go to sleep here.
Everything's gone silent. Not a sound.
How nice.
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