“Damn I’m out of cash again. Hey Darwin, can I borrow 20 bucks?”
“What the hell, mate? You already ‘borrowed’ me more than 200 in the past 2 weeks! I ain’t gonna help you until you pay me back, you lazy-ass thief! Look, there’s a pawn shop just around the corner, why don’t you go there and sell your fucking drum set that’s gathering dust in your parent’s garage?”
“Damn dude, you’re cold-hearted! That drum set was my grandma’s, I can’t sell it! Her ghost would come back to haunt the poor fellah who’d buy it…”
“Like I give a damn! You said you needed money, well, that thing could be worth a couple dollars if you get my meaning. Now get off my couch and do something, you dumbass!”
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Ding dong
“Hello, welcome, how can I help you?”
“Oh, hey, haha… Uh, well, I’m looking for a cheap drum set, any chance you’d have one?”
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“Wow dude, how much did you pay for that thing? It looks like it lived through both World Wars… As a fucking soldier!”
“Ha. Ha. Ha. Laugh all you like, I got it for cheap, and anyways, it’ll be good enough for me. My tastes aren’t as fancy as yours, you flashy guitar player with all that strass and glitter all the way up your arse. Besides, you wanted a drummer for your stupid rock band, now you got one. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth or something.”
“I won’t look in your mouth, that’s for sure! Well, gather that thing and let’s meet at my place tomorrow for a practise session. We’ll see how good that horse is.”
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“I don’t care if these guys don’t like you, I got you for a fair price and you’re not too damaged. Besides, the guy at the pawn shop said you belonged to the grandma of the previous owner, right? So I bet you got a smooth, nice, feminine touch, and the sound that goes with it. Hope you won’t mind being taken to this many places in such a short time, but it should be fine I think. My old drum set didn’t like it but it was a real crappy thing for newbies, not like you, you badass soldier! Now come on, let’s get you in the garage and see if the feeling is as good as I think.”
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“Damn, you’re heavy! Well, now that you’re all set up, I’m gonna go find some sticks and we’ll rock. Where did I put these things… Ah, here they are. They’re a bit nicked, but it should be enough for a short practise, right? Now, let’s see…”
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“Hey dude, you’re late! What took you so long? I bet your big-ass drum kit was too heavy for ya, huh? Pathetic. Come on, guys, let’s help him set this grandma drum up so we can finally get started on our practise!”
“Hi mate, I’ll be your bass player. Don’t listen to him, he thinks he’s all big and all because he’ll be in the spotlight, but you and I know that a band is nothing without a good drummer and bass, right? Gimme that, I’ll help you out…”
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“All set up? Good. You guys all have your part in front of you, let’s try it out! A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three, four! … What the hell is that? Oh my god, what happens?”
“Dude, that’s awesome! I mean, the guitar part is crap, but man that drum! And whooohooooo who put shrooms in my drink? Cuz’ I’m halleluiyacinatin’!”
“So you guys see it too, huh? I’m thinking it’s the drum. See? I stopped playing, and the images are already fading away. But I have absolutely no idea what’s happenin’ here. It started yesterday when I tried it out the first time, I nearly wet my pants…”
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