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A needle darts 'nto Jake's thigh with the sound of a time-

stamper and (...) a Volkswagen's door unlocking. ding,

ding, d[...] alarms the IV pump for it doesn't appreciate

operating with any doors ajar. Situated, he foots the pedal

for an influx of analgesic. The pedal softens 'nto a slipper.



The windshield zooms in on Simon from American Idol

who throws a "Jake, do you go out in public with her?"



Infuriated, Jake hits power so hard that the remote cracks,

but Simon continues unaffected with "leave her at home

with those grotesque dining chairs and tacky silk roses

[...] because then she'll have something to relate to."



(...) Jake eyes a loose couch string but his forearm bleeds

out with every pull. His wife hears the nurse bell and Band-

Aids the furniture. Suddenly, the fireplace spits out pillows

like a pillow factory, and they dive 'nto them like Micky D

kids at the ball pit. With teeth, they rip to find new packets

of temporary tattoo time cards with rubbing alcohol wipes.