The room was quiet. Unusual for this time of day. Clancy was involved with his video game. Ben was trying to figure out his latest cell phone. Donny was reading an article in National Geographies about the diminishing wolf population. “Got dammit!” Clancy shouted and threw down the game controller.
“You gonna buy me a new controller” said Donny. “No. I mean it. That had to break it.”
“Naw, man. It’s alright.” He held it up to prove it was still in one piece.
“You can’t just do shit like that, Clancy.” said Ben.” This aint your house. This aint your stuff.”
“Alright. fine I‘ll buy a new one,” he tossed the controller – more gently- onto the couch.”But this one wasn’t new when I bro… threw it down. I’ll buy a used one.”
And that’s when the cyborg came in and killed them all.
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