ODIN: Will you strike a man’s tooth?

DESIREE: No sir! I will not. [She resumes typing.]

ODIN: How will you know the shine of the quivering swine?? Right????

DESIREE: [Takes out her earbuds] What? Oh… the shivering swine? Hey, can we talk after work? I’m super super busy right now. [Smiles sweetly]

ODIN: Will a gank-rag rise into a statue? Maybe a fountain? Can you fathom the depths of the cock’s morning throat???

DESIREE: Yes. I think so. Listen, I’ll walk out with you tonight. What time are you leaving?

ODIN: I’ll leave when the organized lathe molts its moth-milk into tundra rags. Are you allergic to quinoa?


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