Life In The Big
City
A FLYMF
Select Your Own Quest
by James Seidler
Tough it out for the rest of the movie
Despite two hours of gunshots and explosions, the only sound ringing in your
ears as you leave the theater is the moist echo of those two exhibitionists
behind you. Holding your head in your hands as you leave, you mention to Carlos
how badly you need a drink. A group of frat boys in togas, still stoked by those
Deltas wacky hijinks, overhear and invite you to a party at their house.
What do you do?
Sorry, I’m a little old for that