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[NEXT] Y'know, a little bit of SELF-PRESERVATION goes a long way, Tipsy... I'll be up as quick as I can -- be glad you've got some patient guests, here... [END OF HOUR ONE]
[NEXT] ...sorry to get your BAD-END HOPES up, but it seems the WALL-FISH's aria was barely rank enough to set off your room's SMOG DETECTOR. Now I've got no excuse not to help you out here... that beeping's gonna get annoying otherwise...
[...] ANY AUDIENCE AROUND WOULD CHEER... "ENCORE, ENCORE..." SURELY YOU HAVE MORE IN THE TANK.
[GAME OVER] LUCKY FISH~ AND WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SONG IT SINGS... WITH NO ONE AROUND TO HEAR IT.
[NEXT] It probably wasn't the wisest idea for you to eat the only thing keeping your PUNCTUALITY in check. At least you get to idly slosh and belch out what remains of that stubbornly persistent gauge in your gut, as you're slowly melted down to match its consistency...
[NEXT] Oh, well. I guess that DINNER isn't happening in this VENTURE after all. You couldn't even make it an hour past breakfast without being swallowed up by something that you had every opportunity to avoid.
[NEXT] Riight, an interview. To choose one of those three as your new PLANNING ASSISTANT. For helping you plan those time-sensitive EXTRAVAGANT DINNERS your hotels like to host on occasion. Like tonight's, for instance.
[NEXT] Your THREE IMPORTANT GUESTS EN ROUTE. EN LOCATION, now. Sitting, waiting, a few floors below you, in the CONFERENCE ROOM. What were they waiting for again? You have a better memory than you give yourself credit for.
[NEXT] What could be so pressing, so early in the morning, besides the STOMACH LINING of an UNCONSCIOUS INANIMATE FISH pressing into you? What time is it even, anyway?
[TIPSY: CONSULT YOUR TIGHTLY-PACKED SCHEDULE, SEE IF THERE'S ANY ROOM TO PENCIL IN REGURGITATION WITHIN THE NEXT FEW HOURS] Just the thought of your schedule makes you feel ABNORMALLY QUEASY. Why might that be, Tipsy?
[NEXT] Back to square one... Maybe just square ½... The other half being thoroughly soaked in acid.
[BLOWS UP PIG WITH MY MIND] In an impressive showing of READER ENGAUGEMENT and DEUS ENIEL MACHINA, some bullshit TRANSPIRES SO SWIFTLY that you'll have to watch it back a few times to understand what even happened. Seriously, what the hell?
[????? ?? ??? ???? ?? ????] And any minute it has been; rising tensions between your FLAILING FINS and the SWAYING MOUNT leave the outcomes of these continued PNG SLIDESCAPADES up in the-- Huh?! What the fuck??
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[REALIZE THAT MEALS SHOULDN'T MOVE YOU LIKE A SUIT THAT THEY SHOULD STAY AS MEALS AND SETTLE DOWN] You've tired of your owner's playful RELUCTANCE TO SUCCUMB TO YOUR GUTS, and hope that gulping something like your HEAVY TROPHY MOUNT will squish them into a loving submission... Any minute now...
[DEFEND YOUR OWNER FROM BEING CONSUMED BY THE SONG FISH. WITHOUT HIM YOU HAVE NO MORE AWESOME JOINTS TO SMOKE.] The pig sits there, laissez fairely, largely indifferent to Tipsy’s TRIBULATIONS. It bears no owner, as that is the wrong animal, and gets its AWESOME JOINTS from SOMEONE ELSE ENTIRELY!
[HOLY SHIT IS THAT PIGGY BANK SMOKING A WEED] Yes, it is, though don't mistake it for any ordinary porkhollow -- your PORCINE TREASURER, also at an ALL-TIME HIGH, is responsible for both the accumulation and appropriation of the HOTEL'S FUNDS.
[START ROLLING YOUR PISCINE PRISON ACROSS THE ROOM LIKE A HAMSTER BALL] [SHUFFLE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER SHUFFLED BEFORE!!!!!! BUT IN THE COOL TRY REALLY HARD WAY AND NOT THE PATHETIC SAD YOU'VE NEVER SHUFFLED BEFORE WAY] [PNG SLIDE OVER TO THE PHONE] Your LEVITY STOCK TICKER soars to an ALL-TIME HIGH.
[CALL UPON YOUR MAGICAL CONNECTIONS AS A CEO!!!! SURELY YOUR TOP NOTCH EMPLOYEES COULD GET YOU OUT OF THIS ONE] They're just NORMAL CONNECTIONS, but they should do the trick nonetheless! If you make it over to that WALL-MOUNTED HOTEL PHONE, you'd be as good as freed.
[READJUST POSITIONING! TRY TO SIT UP!! REGAIN THE HIGH GROUND!!!] It's good to be back in your DEFAULT STANDING POSITION.
[NEXT] You'd love to prove your SINGING PROWESS with a brutally efficient, BELCH-RIDDEN BALLAD right now, but this is the type of battle that can only be won with love, patience and METICULOUS GASTRIC ACID... Anyway, what's your glub-BLUBBER-TO-BE squirming about in there?
[NEXT] Because how were you expected to know what OFF-KEY meant without it?! Your ERUCTATIONS -- a synonym (which you've always known) for your lovely a cappellas, of course -- are never not perfectly tuned, and you find the notion of the contrary GENTLY INSULTING!