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O l i v e r   B e n j a m i n                            
Milo had all been playing cards. Jewel stood behind him and
massaged his shoulders.
“Hey, you want to play, man?” said Bob, “Milo over here’s been
winning every hand. Maybe you can help even things up.”
“No. I am thinking not,” Doug moaned, “If not for being for bad
luck, I would be having no luck as always.”
“What?” Milo laughed, “Man, I told you, you gotta take some
fuckin’ English lessons.”
“What is point?” Doug moaned, “Soon I will be back in
Megamart, to be selling food that is not very real. My life is on
discount special. Not mattering for good speaking. I can to being
stupidest man in whole world.”
“Waitaminute! That’s it!” Bob screamed. “That’s where I know
you guys! You were in the Megamart that night when the monkey
came in! Wow! Isn’t that wild? And now here we all are. Weird! What
a coincidence.”
Doug sighed. “Maybe second stupidest,” he corrected himself.
“Hey dork,” protested Wade who had been waiting for Bob to
ante up, “We playing or what?”
Bob put down his cards. “Aw man, cards are boring. They’re like,
flat.”
“You got another idea?”
“I don’t know. After what we went through these dumb games
just seem so stupid,” Bob said, “All that religion stuff has got me
thinking. You know, the gods came and went, and they were pretty
nice guys and all, but they kinda seemed a little out of touch,” he said.
Taking a swig of his beer, he checked to see if everyone was following
him. He went on, “Still, it was cool how they got everyone to care
about things again, man. I mean, like for the first time people started
to realize that they were really important in the universe. You know,
that was because, like, even though it was a game show, the game was
real. But now its over, and everybody’s gonna forget all about it.
What I think is that somebody’s got to make a game like that, that
will help them feel important.”
The others seemed receptive. Bob decided to lay his idea on
them.
“Well, if the gods hadn’t bailed, they could have helped us. So we
got to find new gods. But why should the gods have all the fun? What
we’ve got to do is figure out a game that lets everybody be a god,” Bob
said.
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