Rimko. Where are you going? Come back.
Jeroren. Okay. You want me to do what?
Rimko. All I want you to do is scare him. Teach him a lesson.
Jeroren. That’s what I thought. I’m having nostalgic feelings of when I was in Nepal with dysentery. Excuse me. I’m going to have diarrhea.
Rimko. Wait. Here, take this.
Jeroren. What is this for?
Rimko. Use it to spill some of his blood. Not a lot, just enough to get him thinking.
Jeroren. Aw, the hollow pain in my stomach. I have to go. You’re making me sick.
Rimko. I’m serious. He needs to be taught a lesson.
Jeroren. I don’t think I can wait any longer.
Rimko. You’re not going to do it, are you?
Jeroren. A bucket. I need a bucket right now.
End. To Blow My Shakes Out
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