How the hell much longer will it be before we inch up one foot again damn . and that and that and that and-d-d . where the hell’s the cops eh . late to the dentist again damn they’re going to say sorry find yourself another . with a screaming child in the back to boot I got all the . y’know they ought to do this damn stuff in the middle of the night not . who the hell died, God themselves . . . .
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. . . damn thing’s going to flood out again hear that . the one time I leave on time and look at this can’t win . what is this gross thing they’re building here anyway . ought to have brought a book with me or . and you know, BackWhang! I swear—when I get in first thing I’m going to do is call the God-damned town . there’s time got to get out and look at that tire. It’s low again . what time is it . gas on E got to get there come on Jesus Christ . I think I read it’s going to be a Jai alai center . how many more hours is this going to go on for . don’t run the air conditioner they said okay well here I am not running the air conditioner okay okay so then what . . . .
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. . . Jai alai? . so pick this day to forget the damned phone . have you ever. okay then I’ll just let go right in my pants what the hell why not . right, Jai alai . the hum of the engines . great! Now the radio’s stopped working, too . God damn . my hair is a mess . Jai alai’s only popular in Florida, isn’t it? Why build a Jai alai center here . what’s that sound that tic tic tic . what the hell kind of car is that . shit the interview’s down the damn drain now . don’t start the meeting without me, I said. Wonder if they’ve gone on and started the meeting without me . up there hey wasn’t that an ugly year for Ford, I mean, really . this damned watch’s slow again need to get a . guess they’ll just end up delivering it tomorrow kick me me in the ass, I’m the one checked the obtain signature box, or whatever the hell I said. . .
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. . . . the hum of the engines . how do you get dented all over the top like that one there . these shoes are too tight . way back once in a while you’d see a black bear but they don’t come this far south no more . that’s not right. It’s going to be—uh uh—a squash court like that game—that game squash . the hum of the engines . you know it never fails its always a superhot day when you’re late for something important and forgot to brush your teeth, this is what always happens . who the hell needs a squash center ‘round here either? . God I don’t know how much longer I can . should a’ took my mule team would have been there by now . plus this damn building’s a whole ten blocks long—for a squash court? No, squash courts are tiny . very tired of staring at the back of this huge van . the hum of the engines . all boxed in . the buzz of the engines . they won’t . seems like they been building this damn place forever when . no no no, it’s going to be for a bunch of court games—like squash, Jai alai, uh, speedminton I think I read—and fives . this town doesn’t even need the place but hey they like to throw down money for nothing it seems . the rrrrrrr of the engines. . .
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. . . think there’s time for me to run over ‘hind those bushes over there and back . no I . they think the new operator at the factory’s not on the up and up, they . look at all the mud God damn . who the hell died anyway . oh I think I’ve heard of that one . the animals moved back o’er the mountain, or most of them maybe, when they started setting up stills up those foothills . what? Speedminton? Hah! There can’t really be a game called—speedminton . say oh yeah why they say that why they. say . well there is! I read it, and also . oh here comes somebody went up to look let me ask . the whirrr of the engines . oh you read it, so—it’s automatically true? Come on, please, I . hey take a film of this mess so the boss don’t think we’re lying . the thrumm of the engines . some kind of accident in the pole plant, wasn’t it? . the radio traffic reports are useless they can’t . that one got no back plate . end up in jail if somebody sees you you . you got a phone, use yours . now badminton, there—that game I know what it is—speedminton must have been a typo . hey they say the morticians advised the family to have a closed casket viewing but they went to court or something, forced the issue for some reason, said they wanted the world to see what unregulated poorly maintained makeshift telephone pole manufacturing machinery could do to an innocent victim . the hum of the engines . the hum-m-m-m of the engines . the telephone pole plant took on a high profile, ‘cause of their takeover of the regulation TV set company out up/down West Toothpull . oh yah? Maybe there’s no such game as badminton either—maybe that’s just a typo, what they really mean was goodminton . . . .
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. . . do you think . such a fuss over a dead person its just another dead person, stupid, what the hell’s so special about this one . crap—look, here—I looked up speedminton—it says here they put badminton, squash and tennis together to make speedminton . the hum of the engines . your camera’s better though plus sometimes mine acts like I got a film but later there’s “nothing there” . figures . how’re they innocent though weren’t they in charge of the whole place . very funny . yes but . it’s played without a net and there’s no set court size or surface or whatever . there’s too many cops around I wouldn’t take a chance but . yes but. . . .
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. . . . is this the line? God the line is that long? . better years back this was the best way through to the Interstate—zipped right through, not like it is now, I mean, look . its just complete gridlock as far as I can see . you can play speedminton anyplace and there’s really no rules . hey the needle just touched the overheating line . yes. lots of ill will there says the grapevine . I used to buy “slacks” and “shit” there wow I didn’t know they went out of business . the hum of the engines . oh yah, sure, let’s just get a big gang together throw in some balls and let them run around throwing catching bouncing and yelling all randomly—that’s speedminton? . why’d you buy those cheap ones they’re known for that problem I read it in . but .
= general info
Jai alai is a fast-moving exciting sport involving bouncing a ball off a walled-in space by accelerating it to high speeds with a hand-held wicker cesta
end general info =
. . . grapevine what the hell you say that for . say what . say grapevine . they burying the Pope today, or what . no for Christ’s sake you’re starting to get on my nerves, hey mom look there’s two weasels know that . the stench of the engines . who am I to tell you yes or no you’re a grown up eh . oh yah oh yah all these stories I read said this is killing business . it seems the mayor and them just like to throw trouble down on the little people . the whirl of the engines . there’s a shuttlecock too, not a ball, and the speedminton shuttlecock’s called a speeder I guess ‘cause its lighter and faster . yes, I guess thats true . join the God-damn loser’s club . see that gutted store right now used to be a hobby shop . I heard something even crazier . the rattle of the engines . this would of course happen on the day I forget to bring a “bottled water” for the ride . oh yah, I worked there years back I sort of knew the managers there so . really? What’s crazier . the hum of the engines . they’re going to get a letter from me or a card or whatever oh BackWhang! . where the hell’s the cops, eh . its some big shot got “chewed up” in the machinery. . . .
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. . . . this building is for a place where you put in some coins, choose your favorite court game from a list of 10,000 or something, and it’ll make that game’s court up for you in one second, and you go in and play, and ah . why the hell’d they let the damn big shot’s funeral go on down here . I think the motor’s starting to flood smell that . the whine of the engines . the next people come out their coins and choose their game and there you go, what I said, again . yah their names were even almost the same like Skrappo instead of Scrappo . they must have knew thousands would jam in here . the strain of the engines . okay we’re just on time but, what about parking? Where the hell . I can’t believe it I bet my luck we’ll just be sitting here all day . . .
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. . . that’s crazy how the hell can that possibly work . they might even be in that line to the funeral home there . big bees big bees . the scream of the engines . was that a crash of some kind back behind hey. that’s that big pop went off behind this some place . oh yah it’s that Scrappo that died . yes that’s gas . eh the eggheads say they can do it they’ve been right about most everything they’ve claimed they could make before . the r-roar of the engines . the stench roar an' rattle of the engines . and when you really hit the other car the sound’s downright sickening . the “day is ruined” . its almost like the new one sprang out of the dead one . how’s a’come all the little mom and pop hobby shops went under . miss the flight can’t got now ‘til Friday and Friday’s just a little . . . .
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. . . . gun it a bit that’ll clear the system out . the strain n’ grind of the superheating engines . fine not a damn thing to blow my damn nose with . Eggheads? Who said eggheads? That sounded damned offensive you know pal . gun the engine? You know its not me to—ahem—"gun my engine” . the squealing pound of the straining engines . mom and pop hoppy shops? . no no no those are lies they don’t want us to know what this big building’s really for what it’s for is to . never heard of a mom and pop hobby shop . yes it is yes it is nobody’s stopping . . . .
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. . . . My Father used to go fishing with their son . might as well shut the motor and roll down the windows . the strain of the flooding-out engines . but to be honest about it, we like watching a fast game of squash played by professionals. It’s exciting, I mean . yeah my mom used to take me to the hobby shop down on State that isn’t there any more . the action’s nonstop . why are the cops all rushing around but don’t seem to be helping at all? Why . there you go see I told you you’re stalled out . waves over waves are are—no, that can’t be . I think—I think—it looks like the cops are coming down the line telling everybody to get out ot the cars . the hum of the engines . of the way too many doomed engines . . . .
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. . . if it wasn’t there any more how’d your mom take you there huh . what’s wrong . anybody got a couple six packs and a deck of cards we may as well use this dead time for some kind of fun . say I’m sorry but we’re evacuating this gridlock get out of the car take your things and go that way . the dying of the seizing-up engines . hear tell they invented the whole damn place way back when there . what’s wrong . but it is . God damn . they’re going to hate us for this . why? . it was there when she took me but it’s not there any more now that’s what I meant you knew damn well I meant that silly why when you get all bored with things you get so damned silly . the scream-strain of the engines . they’re saying its dangerous, is why. . .
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. . . hey hold it a minute let me ask these two hey . what time is it . these shoes are too tight here goes throw ‘er in park see if I can reach . what’s wrong . it is. get out and stretch need to . sure . solid gridlock they say . the shriek of the engines . listen there’s something happening in the back hear that? . something’s wrong . I look bored to you? . what is the problem officer why can’t you get this cleared out . let’s get the hell out of here that doesn’t sound good sounds like crashing . yes you do . God damn . isn’t it your job to keep the traffic moving . I’m not leaving this car you can but I can’t . hey look the state troopers are here now aren’t . something’s wrong . I should have gone back at the house . the death-rattle of the engines . well as a matter of fact I find being stuck for hours in some terminal gridlock somewhat stimulating . . . .
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. . . something’s wrong . something’s wrong . everybody’s getting out and going that way come on let’s go . this is all going to thaw out and go bad what will . something’s wrong . hey they’re all getting out . something’s wrong . and running out over that way . oh yah really? . the dead steaming engines . just another nail in my big fancy career coffin . need to spit but where . let’s go—my God, look at that . something’s wrong . something’s wrong . something’s wrong . it was all barren here not a single house at all . aren’t those state trooper uniforms on those cops way up there . . . the hum of the engines . yes yah really I do—don’t you? . that’s what’s dangerous that’s what’s happening so let’s get the hell out and run . hey I never saw one of those before I just saw that model in magazines I ought to ask them . grab the dog! . something’s wrong . what the hell they looking let’s go this scene is imploding at hah hah hah guess they never seen a me before my the crash-crunch of the dead engines . . . .
. . . . God this can’t be why’re they all keeping coming like they are GOD look at that—let’s go crash smash there’s too many shatter! shatter! cars with no place to go too many BAM! with this is no place to go is wrong can’t be happening cars to go too many with no place many with no place many with but it is so lets get out oh no no place to go place: there you go see why BAM! BAM! I brought you here for, Top-mayor: to go way way to BAM! BAM! many but: see what they all went through BAM! see how they died: why way too BAM! BAM! many why they BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! dreams all have of a peaceful death shattered just keep coming BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! can’t they see coming : still all lives think shattered this no more all souls than shattered a little traffic jam eh?: see can’t shattered shattered they all souls see can’t they see all lives they can’t see no no no no All souls shattered shattered shattered yes = they’re not just saying but really really yelling the TRUTH of you there, the TRUTH being that anybody wants to go on living should sign up for immediate evacuation from {!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!} !
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