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| COUGHY BITTERS - PULP |
THE SIGN ON THE DOOR SAYS "OPEN". YOU OPEN THE DOOR GINGERLY AND A FIST SHAPED CLOUD OF MYSTERY SMOKE PUNCHES YOU IN THE FACE
"MORE COFFEE PLEASE"
"MORE COFFEE PLEASE"
[TRACK: OVER COUGHY 0:09]
"COFFEE?" YOU THINK, "THIS IS A COFFEE SHOP?" BUT AT A GLANCE NO BEANS NOR ROAST APPEAR TO BE BREWING...
YOU LOOK TO THE BESPECTACLED SHOP KEEPER, EYEBROWS OF AN OWL. HE'S EMITING AN IMPISH CHESHIRE-CAT-LIKE AURA, AS THE TWIN GRAMOPHONES EXTEND, SPIRALING OUT OF HIS EARS:
"THE MORE YOU TRY TO UNDERSTAND THE MORE YOU LOOK SIMPLISTIC. THE WORDS WILL F*CK YOU UP WITH THEIR BALLSITIC CHARACTERISTICS"
[TRACK: OPPENHEIMER FEAT S.A.M.S. 0:47]
THE HALF RIDDLING NATURE OF HIS UTTERANCE SENDS PAUSE THROUGH YOUR NERVOUS SYSTEM, BUT THE HORN LINE WRAPPING AROUND THE BUTTERFLY CADENZA OF THE GUITARS PLACE YOU GENTLY IN THE COMFORTING GRASP OF AESTHETIC ACQUIESCENCE.
"STAKED OUT WITH THE STEAK KNIFE OUT BACK, JUST CAME FROM THE OUTBACK, THE MARK LIVES TOO FAR FROM THE SHAKE SHACK"
[TRACK: SCOOBY DOO FEAT MOISTRURIZEDKEV 1:12]
CHARMED AND A BIT SCARED, HORNY EVEN, YOU MOONWALK BACK OUT OF THE STORE IN A TRANCE. YOU SNAP OUT OF THE DAZE, A BAG NOW IN YOUR HAND, "HMM, I DONT REMEMBER BUYING ANYTHING?!........"
