The Bowling Alley: Back in 'Nam

[gwebster2]

"...it's a damn shame too, that rug really tied the place together, too," William was finishing as Terry returned to his team's bowling station.

"Who's rug?" Terry asked.

"My rug. Someone broke into my house and took my rug," Donovan answered the question.

"Who breaks into someones house and steals a rug?" Terry asked again.

"Well-" Donovan started.

"No, no. Don, no. We've been having this conversation for five minutes and I'm not gonna sit through it again 'cause fuckin' Terry over here wasn't listening," William took another sip of his drink.

"I was throwing my ball. I got a spare, you know," Terry retorted.

"It doesn't fuckin matter, if you got some spare, okay, right? The world doesn't start and stop, on your...on your fuckin' command!" William rose his voice, like he always did when he was passionate about a subject.

"Hey Rex, man, calm down," Donovan interjected.

William, or Rex, if you're his friend, nodded. "Yeah well, it's my turn next, so..." he stood up and took his big red ball, the Dino, as he called it, and walked towards the lane.


Donovan slouched backwards, relaxing, a Sarsaparilla in one hand and a cheap cigarette in the other. Terry tapped his knee up and down, glancing back and forth. Eventually, he leaned in close to Donovan.

"So...what about the rug?" He whispered to Donovan. The whisper was a bit unnecessary, considering the Bowling Alley was a loud place. The clatter of pins, the chatter of folks of all kinds.


A) "Well, I think it was an old roommate of mine, that stole it," Donovan replied.

B) "It was last night, I reckon," Donovan replied.

C) "What about the rug?" Donovan replied.

D) "Eh, I'll get him back," Donovan replied.

[The Jiggler]

this made me poop

[gwebster2]

Jun 27, 2015 21:07:04 GMT -4 The Jiggler said:

this made me poop

alright

you gonna
do a thing

[WildfireBlaze]

B

[gwebster2]

"It was last night, I reckon," Donovan replied.

"I was walkin' home, right, and I opened the door, right, and boom, the rug was gone," Donovan took a satisfied sip of his Sarsaparilla.

"...Wow," Terry said.

A) "Yep. Took my rug," Donovan finished.

B) "Is that it?" Terry asked.

C) "YES! A STRIKE!" Rex shout was heard.

D) An awkward silence fell.

[WildfireBlaze]

C (STRIKE FTW BOIS!)

[gwebster2]

(anyone can give an answer btw)

"YES! A STRIKE!" Rex shout was heard, even over the conundrum of the alley. He came jogging over with a grin on his face, did a little jig, and fell back into his chair.

He looked at both of them.

"Don, you told him 'bout that fuckin' rug didn't ya?" Rex scoffed.

"We didn't have anything else to talk about, man," Donovan replied.

"It was a disappointment, anyway," Terry mumbled.

Rex made a noise. "Yeah, 'cause you don't know how to carry a fuckin' conversation. I bet you didn't even know that Donny over here suspects one of his old roommates of doin' it," He said.

A) "And you'll never know, either, 'cause you ain't in the conversation,"

B) "Yeah, 's'what I thought," Donovan confirmed.

C) "It's my turn. I'm winnin' this game," He said, stood up.

[WildfireBlaze]

B

[gwebster2]

"Yeah, 's'what I thought," Donovan confirmed. He rubbed his beard. "Wassis' name..."

"You told me it was Paltrow," Rex spoke up.

"Yeah yeah, Paltrow, some Russian guy. Got into a little argument with him a while ago, couple months, maybe," Donovan rambled.

Terry said, "Argument 'bout a rug?"

"Why don't you shut the fuck up, Terry? Donovan is talking," Rex spouted.

"...'cause he thought he would get the rug, you know we both chipped in to buy the rug..."

Rex frowned. "Fuck. I'm sorry Donny, can you repeat that? Terry over here-"

"Yeah yeah, yeah man. No problem..." Then he told the story.

A) Donovan then says that he and Paltrow, short on cash, bought the rug and split the fee fifty fifty.

B) Donovan explains that Paltrow said the designs on the rub were Russian, so he should have had it.

C) Donovan then explains that he himself was high at the time, and took the rug at night.

[eloos]

C

[gwebster2]

"Yeah, I was high. I think it was Paltrow's rug, either way before I left for my own place I yoinked the rug," Donovan took another sip.

"Wow," Terry responded.

"Wow? Wow. Nice fuckin' answer, Terry. Jesus..." Rex said. "So, Donovan, you gonna get the rug back?"

"Nah...yeah. Maybe. No," Donovan scratched his head.

There was a silence.

"You see, Terry? You can't have a flowing conversation like me and Donovan," Rex started.

"Donovan and I, man," Donovan said absently.

"...Donovan and I. You don't have a strong bond like we do. We served in 'Nam together," Rex spoke condfidently.

"Boo!" Someone said behind Rex.

"Me and Donovan, we share an experience-"

"Booo!" Someone shouted again.

A) "I'm sorry, DOES SOMEBODY HAVE A FUCKIN' PROBLEM!?" Rex stood up and turned around.

B) "Ten years ago, and me and Donovan are still compatriots," Rex said.

C) "I hardly remember the Vietnam," Donovan said, chuckling.

D) "Geez, sorry for not being of drafting age..." Terry murmured.

[eloos]

A