Monday, June 21, 2004

Whispering in Your Ears


Wayne walked down the street in Flushing, Queens.

The Sun shined though the clouds and onto Wayne's face.

"Thank gawd I had Sun block on." Wayne said in his head.

Though the crowds... Wayne wondered aimlessly.

10 minutes, then he will be here.

Wayne decided to walk around while waiting for Paw to arrive at the Parking lot.

Argh... So bored.

Then Wayne started to sing... Softly. Very softly.

You're beautiful, you are, and you know it~
You're wasted here, you're a star~
In this small town of hand-me-downs who don't even know it~


George Michael's Flawless has been stuck in his head for days.

Sometimes it brings you down~
Sometimes it eats you up~
Sometimes you think that your head's going to blow~
It doesn't get better~


Wayne sings as he walk into another crowd of busy shoppers.

Don't you know, you've got to go to the city~
You've got to reach the other side of the glass~
I think you'll make it in the city baby~~
I think you know that you are more than just~~~
Some f**ked up piece of ass~~~


All of the sudden, the woman walking in front of him stopped.

She turned her head a little... Then turned away really fast and continued to march forward.

Did I sing too loud? She can hear me?

Wayne, bored, decided to follow the woman.

You're beautiful, you are, and you know it~
You're wasted here, you're a star~
In this small town of hand-me-downs who don't even know it~


The woman increased her speed.

Wayne picked up his speed.

Don't you know, you've got to go to the city~
You've got to reach the other side of the glass~


After a brief 30 second chase scene, the women stopped her selves and turn her entire body around.

***RING RING RING RING*** (cell phone rang)

Wayne pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and start walking.

"Heeeeyyyy... Wheeerrreee aarrrrreee youuuuuuuuuuuuu~~~~~~"

The woman watched Wayne speaking on the phone.

Wayne, distracted by the call from Paw, walked into the bookstore.

The woman stood motionless for 5 seconds then walked away.

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