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In Lieu of Fear, Frustration

Eric just sits there.

"Do you feel any better?" you stammer at last.

"Maybe a little," he heedlessly mutters.

You twiddle your thumbs until you can stand it no longer. "What the Hell is wrong with you?" you demand. "You turn into a furshlugginer werewolf right in front of me and act like everything is business as usual. Am I supposed to forget that you were manic a moment ago? Am I supposed to ignore that beard all over your body?"

Eric furrows his unibrow, as though the question is difficult. "No, make me a bacon-lettuce-and-tomato sandwich," he suggests. "I'm hungry."


Written by Joey Liverwurst

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