Friday I got in touch with Sam to see what he was up to. He said he was free so we arranged to meet up. We also called on Grace who was with Pete. The four of us just hung out together. We went to the Linear and Cogley. Later in the evening on the way home myself and Sam met with Cherry and Sinead. It didn’t appear like they had much fun.
One particularily memorable event was a conversation between Pete and Sam. It went something like this:
“Do you believe in capital punishment, Sam?“
“I believe it exists.“
“Oh, I’m a synic myself.” Pete replied sarcastically.
“Do you mean, do I support capital punishment?” Sam asked dryly.
“Yes, do you?“
“Yeah. I believe in on site capital punishment. In fact I believe in on site mutilation. So if a kid steals something their punishment is to be made into a hat which their parents must wear for nine years. And if the hat rots then the parents need to make a new hat out of their own scalp. That’ll teach them to raise a law breaking brat.“
“So you don’t then?“
“No.“
I was also reminded of my throne
