Bob decided that an impromptu dance party was in order. They didn't have shit else to do. So, he started bumping out rthym on the side of the fucking bulding, each thump rendering a hollow thud. It was kind of satisfying, actually.
Bobbing his head to the rthym; Bob suddenly really fucking wished he had his boombox.
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