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July 20, 2005

The Eschatologist: Shift Work

"I don't wanna drive this time. You drive."

"Fuck that. It's your turn."

"You're off your ass, Pete. Besides, he's a cranky old fuck. Always whinin' about how fast I'm going. Duh, he knows the law, but how are we supposed to get to the crime scene on time if I do the speed limit?"

"He's the boss, asswipe. You're lucky he doesn't find you in contempt every time you drive."

"Blow me. Alright. I'll go, but you owe me for this one."

"Whatever. Just fill out your time card."

"Mobile Magistrate Service. What bullshit. I need a new job."

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