“I was wrong, wrong, wrong about  
the night-crew, except Amy. While one  
of them was on the phone, the other was
turning the lights and cameras on.     
After that, they started poking me, and
she tried to stop them.                
     “As soon as Frankie showed up, the
two assistants told him everything, and
he immediately got on the phone and    
called everyone else in.               
     “While waiting for them to show   
up, he got down near me and whispered  
that either I talked this very minute, 
or he’d drill a hole into my head, and 
I’d never be able to say another       
fucking thing for the rest of my short,
pain filled life.                      
     “He even went and got a drill and 
turned it on right near my ear.        
     “I’ve watched a few cat videos,   
* and I was trying to give them that same  
vacant look, but that drill scared the 
fucking... how many lives am I supposed
to have?”                              
     Pee Wee told her nine, and she    
nodded her head, “Yeah, I’m lucky if I 
got any of those left, after that      
drill.                                 
     “Anyway, after he started that    
drill and held it right next to my     
head, I had a tough time keeping that  
stupid cat look going, but that’s when 
Amy stepped in, told him to stop, and  
even unplugged it.                     
     “He laughed and told her to leave,
but by then, his two assistants had    
arrived, and those two military guys   
were almost right behind them.         
     “While Bart was telling everyone  
what happened, I could see Amy on the  
phone. Bart pulled it out of her hand, 
slammed it down, and then told her to  
leave.                                 



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