RETURN of BITEY

>be me, Bonky
>i'm with the cast of the doorstopper
>we're sitting in the dark
>i mean i'm standing
>i'm standing in the dark
>we're variably sitting or standing in the dark
>because we're throwing a surprise RETURN party for Bitey
>someone farts
>i quickly sniffle up some air to detect whose fart it was
>OH F**K
>it's killing me
>i sniffle up some more just to make sure
>OH GOD
>hideous
>repulsive creature
>how dare they
>trying to hold my breath
>i'm trying to hold my breath but i'm at the bottom of my lung capacity
>i can feel the nasty f***ing fart particles breaking over my clenched septum muscles I have strangled shut to keep anything from going below into my lungs and stomach
>i need to breathe
>i need to breathe
>but i know it's going to be a bad one
>i draw in a deep breath
>IMMEDIATELY GAG
>someone throws the front door open
>it's miles davis
>i see him stepping out
>he's yelling about DIRTY MOTHERF***ERS
>there's a lot of yelling in general
>i hear pickle horse-man say "guys it's not that bad"
>which is what someone who farted would say
>my eyes are watering
>when will Bitey RETURN? ? ?
>if Bitey doesn't return then this is all for naught
>if Bitey doesn't return then this chapter should be called
>Waiting for Bitey
>we're all waiting for Bitey
>and,
>i think
>, in a sense,
>everyone is waiting for Bitey
>metaphorically, i mean
>even you
>metaphorically we're all in a dark room filled with a nasty f***in horse-man fart
>just waiting
>for the chance to see our friend RETURN