You can't fight ideas with bullets Dec 29, 2009
she says right before my bullets juice her brain matter , and having time to search her i get in her pocket a weird disk looks valuable . am at the pawn shop selling it and the guy says he can get nothing for it , looks old , says talk to the antique guy blocks over . am at the antique shop and this guy flips his sockets at this junk , he says if i know what this is ? the solution to standing stuck on this blind planet i say and he dumb at first but , space he says , am coming with you at least to Nu Gar where you plan ? i say i plan to go directly to jail and collect my 200 on this idea i just forgot . he looks nervous to travel with a gun like i but we are through Nu Gar and on to XXX without even sleeping . got my money soon as we ranged on the edge of the vision . am dreaming of my own ship turned nightmare when i look in the hold filled with every body i ever ran cold , he wakes me up says bye and i say yea am going with you that dream was sour anyway . i can tell he wanted me away by how surprised he looks . nothing better to do i say until another job comes down . worse to his wrinkles and glad i still have curiosity at all . so we are at this stale place and these guys flip their sockets for my new friend over this old junk while i look at some disks i scooped on the way , nice colors and a cool sensation . so they think am not asleep i say what is it ? an old disk one says well a really old disk you can see the data on . what on it ? language not found he says . one says yea you can see it on the disk really , look at this old junk . i look and yea lines are on it . send me a copy i say . i leave with that junk on one side and jobs for tomorrow on the other . the next day i feel burnt up and the job is no fun at all .
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