Day Four-Twenty-Three: Beats

I CAUGHTS THE SNEAKIES TODAYS

YOU SNEAKIES NOT GETS BY I, DIARY

So Drags. Drags, he spends alllllll his lifetimes by Blondie-blonde. Is never no never leave room. Is bore! And if leaves? Blondie-blonde goes with. Is floppin's on his back. Gods, diary, gods. Gets the room.

Waits.

Has the room.

That is PROBLEM.

Anys, TODAY, there is ruckus. Peoples outside. Manys! Maybe Drags thought, give mayor away, be good? Left alone? No. Brings peoples. And Harrraolrldldld. Theys come, theys knock, theys complain! Much complain, and Drags, as BoobyBrowns be elsewhere, answers door.

Door away.

Door not near bed.

Drags talks to crowd… and whence he do? Window is opening. In slinks the Bernie.

Bernie is dick. Drags say, many times. Old Bernie mean. Douche. BIGGEST douche. This Bernie? Sad, always sad. But still, diary, still, Bernie is do green work. Green work for Yappers. 

He goes to Blondie-blonde, he does. Is reach under clothes cloak a-swaddled, is pull out sharpies. Sharpy-sharps. Is take, is move at Blondie-blonde, is touch hair.

Arm. So gross. SO GROSS IS LOOKING.

I know. I hear Drags. He says, hair? Precious. Do it right. This, this, no do right. No right ats the all. BERNIE, YOU IS NOT GIVEN OFFICIALS RIGHTS TO TOUCH BLONDIE-BLONDE HAIRS, AND I, DIARY, THOUGH SHUNNED, IS AGREES WITH DRAGS

I leap. We leap! Diary, we leapt so high, we wiggleses our little pawsies and we KICKS the Bernie in's the FACE. Rights in the a-swaddled FACES. He is FREAK, he is STUMBLE, he is FALL OUT WINDOW, takesing sharpy-sharp with him.

TAKE THAT, SAD DOUCHE BERNIE.

Drags comes back. Close window, wonders the why is open? I would answer! Woulds totally the answer. But no. He picks up, he puts back on shelf, he NOTS READ DIARY, FUCK DRAGS, READS DIARY.

READS THE DIARY THAT IS ME.

Sinceres,

READS ME DRAGS