Pleasure Party Page #2

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We must remember that.

I had Isabel.

Was it good?

So-so.

That's all?

Jealous?

Not even a little?

I'm not wild with joy.

I don't care.

A year ago you'd have clawed my eyes out.

We were silly!

- 7 letters:
1-eyed glass.

- "Monocle".

Come look.

What?

What've you got?

You know I hate that!

Come see something.

How horrible!

That's life.

June 27th.

Mean anything?

Not at all.

You're becoming odd.

You used to remember everything...

dates, big events in life.

I was wrong.

The past is the past.

We don't live for that.

For what then?

What else do we possess?

I'm still young, I prefer the future.

You think the future means youth?

The future means death.

June 27th I told you we were free.

Here are some official science liabilities.

Why hide the Easter Island hieroglyphics?

Why hide 30, 000- y e a r - o I

the secret city of Ptaah...

capital of the MU empire?

Why deny the exact precision of the...

Earth's meridian as related...

to the pyramidal cubit?

Who stifled Abdul Kalifa...

- Who's this guy?

- Habib's friend.

His name? - Rosco.

First or last name?

Last.

He won't say his first name.

His theory is that one's

first name is magic...

...to throttle the imagination

as if afraid of initiatory theses.

A shot of red?

- A genius, no?

- Who?

Rosco.

The very word I was looking for!

You're unfair.

He could make an A-bomb all alone...

without tools.

Don't talk bullshit!

But everyone says so!

Says who? Habib?

His ideas on Mozart are right...

the same as yours!

Any fool finally speaks the truth!

Like a stopped clock!

It's right twice a day!

- Not bad!

- Get us something to drink.

Esther's doing the dishes?

Don't bug Esther about Rosco.

Sorry, but I overheard.

How can she take that clown seriously!

Sh*t! I taught her good taste...

gave her a critical eye and...

now she's in the pyramidal cubit!

Zeus will be next!

But women love that! So be careful!

- Of what?

- Just be careful, Philip!

Don't be a schmuck!

I refuse to shut up.

What're you doing?

Dishes!

They're all plastered!

Right! Me, too!

That's true!

Move over!

Hands off! I'm working!

- I'm hot.

- That's enough! I know you!

I love your ass.

It's a real fistful!

You're a real "sick" one!

How's it stay so nice?

You sure know how to talk to a lady!

Stop! I said stop it!

Don't wiggle so much!

That's the last straw!

And you break my dishes!

The primary freedom is

the absence of desire.

This ritual hand gesture is found...

on statues of the gods.

I untie the bonds of Will.

Bullshit!

Why bullshit?

I say so and I'm always right.

Perhaps not.

- Everyday talk about...

- liberty makes me sh*t...

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