Chapter13: Return to the brewery
After about a week of staying in Sin City I started getting homesick. I missed Jackie, I missed the pocket lint lunches, I missed talking to Matt my Slig overlooker, I even missed the cheesy internet forums about some stupid game about some blue thing named Abe that saved some race of some things that were going to be made into tasty snack! i hated to do it but one day I just had to tell him. "Hey Mike?" I said. "Yah?" He said through a mouthful of waffels. We were at Brians diner eating breakfast. "Um don't take this persionally but I wanna go back home." He just stared at me for a second with his big red eyes. "You really do? Why?" He asked. "I'm getting kinda homesick. Next time I come back though, I'm bringing Mr.Snuffelufagus with me!" I said. "Well, if you wanna get there soon the next bus leaves at 9:30 so you better get a move on!" He said. We hurriedly finnished our breakfast and called a taxi.
When we got there, We asked where platform 9 3/4 was and had to run through a wall between platforms 9 and 10 to get there. "Well i geuss this is good bye buddy......... aw what the f**k am I saying, I love you man!!!" I yelled. "Aw dude I love you too!" He said. "You know, saying we love eachother isn't exactly something a straight person would do so ummmm....... you rock dude!" "You rock too!" We shouted. The train started to leave while I was hanging on to it and I almost fell off. "Seeya Mike!!!" I shouted. "Hope I see you again dude!" He replied. Well it was abck to the old bone mines. Again. And once again it sucked ass! On the way back I was stuck sitting with a little Vykker all the way back and he kept asking questions. "Hi do you like Slogs I have one he likes Slog treats and he fetches do you get beat up do you know my Uncle do you work at Necrum mines do you like it do you have kids do you like being a Mudokon........." He went on forever. And the worst thing was that he said it all really fast, I could tell his dad was an auctioneer. Damn them! I'd rather go one E Bay and sell my guts there than be an auctioneer! Actually, Glukkons do that to you if you don't work hard enough. They let you choose if you wanna be an auctioneer, or have your guts sold on E Bay as fertilizer. Most people get their guts sold. A few hours later a Slig came with a cart full of soda and candy. "You want something?" He asked. "Ummm I'll try some of those boston baked beans." I had never seen them before so I wanted to know what they were like. I ate one and suddenly started farting like crazy. The whole night I had terrible gas that kept me up all night checking my sheets that I didn't leave a wet one. The next morning I got up and looked out the window. I had seen this place before. It was the path I took from the out-house to the Mines. " All going to Necrum Mines please step off the train."
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