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		<title>The Noid at 23:14, 14 November 2008</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;==Act I==&lt;br /&gt;
A middle aged man stood on his boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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A fishing rod was in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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His sultry wife came out of the cabin and kissed him on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Honey,&amp;quot; she said, &amp;quot;I have something to tell you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I...I'm sleeping with your brother.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The man turned to face his wife, expecting tears in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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There were no tears.&lt;br /&gt;
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The man pushed his wife to the deck.&lt;br /&gt;
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He picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;
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He produced a bat from his closet.&lt;br /&gt;
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He swung at his wife, hitting her in the face.&lt;br /&gt;
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He did this until she was on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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The wife started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You think this is funny?&amp;quot; he asked in outrage.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot; the wife answered.&lt;br /&gt;
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The man swung at her. She caught the bat and hit the man with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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She started taking off her makeup and wig, exposing herself as a man.&lt;br /&gt;
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The man produced a knife from his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;
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He slashed the other man in the throat three times.&lt;br /&gt;
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When the boat had docked, the body was buried next to that of his wife's on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Act II==&lt;br /&gt;
Brooks sat in a McDonald's booth, admiring his number 7 hamburger.&lt;br /&gt;
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The warm patty, soft bun, crisp lettuce, delectable tomato slices... &lt;br /&gt;
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And then the ketchup, so thick, so warm.&lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks raised the hamburger to his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;
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He took a long sniff in. &lt;br /&gt;
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He sighed with satisfaction and took a juicy bite into the burger. &lt;br /&gt;
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His taste buds trembled at the taste. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks continued eating his meal, and went on his way. &lt;br /&gt;
==Act III==&lt;br /&gt;
Officer Oglesby sat in his patrol car, driving along the road. &lt;br /&gt;
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A homeless beggar ran in front of his car, and Officer Oglesby, too distracted by the woman showing too much of her body walking down the corner, hit him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Officer Oglesby ran out of the car and held up the beggar. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Are you okay?&amp;quot; he asked. &lt;br /&gt;
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The beggar turned his face to officer Oglesby. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Just peachy.&amp;quot; he said. &lt;br /&gt;
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The beggar quickly stabbed Officer Oglesby and threw him in the back of his cop car. &lt;br /&gt;
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He took off his fake beard, revealing himself to be Brooks. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;We're going on a trip, officer!&amp;quot; Brooks said. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Act IV==&lt;br /&gt;
Brooks was standing in line at the ATM. &lt;br /&gt;
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A man was talking loudly in front of him. &lt;br /&gt;
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A teenager, almost certainly under some influence, was behind him. &lt;br /&gt;
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The line did not move for six minutes and twelve seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
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The talking man was in front. &lt;br /&gt;
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He stayed there for forty-three seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
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It was Brooks's turn. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks fished through his pocket and pulled out a leather wallet. &lt;br /&gt;
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And out of that, he pulled a flat, 20 dollar bill. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks stuck the dollar in the slot. &lt;br /&gt;
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He then pulled a white sock out of his pocket. &lt;br /&gt;
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Several coins fell out of the ATM. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks scooped them up into the sock and went on his way. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Act V==&lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks was in his basement. &lt;br /&gt;
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Oglesby was tied upside down to a pole. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks paced around him, admiring his naked body. &lt;br /&gt;
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He then took out the sock and swung at him. &lt;br /&gt;
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Oglesby screamed in pain. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks continued to torture him, laughing with glee. &lt;br /&gt;
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He heard a knocking on his door upstairs. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'll be right back,&amp;quot; Brooks said. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks went upstairs and found a girl scout on his doorstep. &lt;br /&gt;
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She was offering cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks examined her as much as he could. &lt;br /&gt;
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He then bought some cookies and sent her on her way. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks shut the door, cookies in hand. &lt;br /&gt;
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Turning the corner, somebody jumped out behind him. &lt;br /&gt;
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Oglesby hit him in the back of the head with the sock. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brooks fell to the floor, dropping the cookies everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;
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Oglesby picked up a lamp and beat Brooks with it.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>The Noid</name></author>	</entry>

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