The Murky Fringe Records Your Lazy Days On The Boat With Aunt Sheila
Aunt Sheila: “Get your goddamn pansy ass up already and take a picture of your Aunt Sheila with this here fish.”
You: “Like this?”
Aunt Sheila: “I can’t figure out how in the shit hell my sister ever gave birth to a bottom feeding carp like you.”
You: “What sort of angle do you want for the photo? Do you want it realistic? Or more imposing?”
Aunt Sheila: “If you ask me shit like that again I really will throw you off this boat. Just ask Wayne.”
You: “Wayne, will she throw—”
Wayne: “Hell fucking yes she will.”
Aunt Sheila: “Wayne don’t lie.”
You: “Well. Fine.”
Aunt Sheila: “Take it. Take the photo. Take it. Take it now. Take it. I don’t care if you’re blood. I’ll leave you here.”
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