Disgust
Sundays
Dugong was seen twirling. This was in the morning, before anything.
Koala Bertrand was stroking his chin. Whether Koala Bertrand is Koala Russell, who strokes his chin, or a second koala who has taken up the stroking, the paper did not ask. It had thought about asking and was shushed by Dugong.
The swarm arrived to fathom the shush. Fathoming is a depth measurement. It is done by dropping a weighted line and waiting for it to stop. The Institute's position on lines dropped into it is printed on the cover of Problem 1. The swarm did not read the cover.
Wogga said that a chief executive who had written in Saturday's Globe about the swarm was just saying things, and that the president, his sister, was correct. Wogga did not say about what. The paper does not know what the president has said about the swarm and has not asked her. It is recording what Wogga said.
Wogga then blurted that Dugong is fool. There is no article in the blurt. The Fant asked for clarification.
Wogga said he had seen Dugong puking in the bathroom, and that it was about the DuGong! Show, which airs in October and about which Dugong has been skittish since the third. Nobody had asked Dugong. Dugong then paddled into the room with its tongue out and blurted PERHAPS. PERHAPS is the watermark on the Class-B notes. It is meant to be held up to the light. It is not meant to be said.
Lance said that blurting is covered by the First Amendment. No one had raised the question.
Nomina Li submitted a second self-review to Hilda. Hilda had not asked for the first one either. The review describes how Li could have handled the ball of oil differently, and the Dugong interview differently. The ball of oil was not on the beach when Li got there.
Hilda announced that she is very hopeful the ball will find its way back home, and that she hopes the DuGong! Show airs, insofaras sufficient repair with DeGong happens. DeGong is a band. Then she blurted, somberly, to Nomina Li, that she still wantstobe a mathematician. Li was the only one in the room.
A beluga named Seth, who has seen Phish perform 1,312 times, said that he coined the term assholic and that he turned down Harvard twice. He hosts video gamers at his apartment quarterly, from China and Japan. He said that frankly, Wogga is assholic.
It was obvious who fluffed.
Koala Mandelbrot did not fluff. None of them did, by their own accounts.
Dugong called Wogga a liar. Wogga had called Dugong one in September, citing Perhaps as the evidence.
Wogga said he had a lot to think about.
Wogga blurted: I'm driving up north. Get in the Prius, Lance. You too, Stagger. Stagger was not there.
The Fant said, prius?
Wogga left. He left alone.
Lance blurted, notwithstanding! Then he asked whether we saw what he just did.
The Fant said, what the fuck are you thing about Lance????
Lance said, what the fuck are you thing about, Fant????
The passenger pigeons were sitting on the table. They all gasped in horror.
Silence.
Wogga called in. He said you're both wrong, you dam fools. He did not say about what.
Nomina Li rolled in. She said that anger, you can work with that. Disgust, she said, we should withhold, because you can't work with that.
Lance admitted that he is angry but is unsure why. The Fant said, exactly — you're an idiot.
Nim climbed his way in. The Fant said, no you are not.
Sundays.
Discussed writes about disgust.