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sarah and lisa’s flat: chatau du victory gin

lisa: drink this

jo: what’s this

jo holds up perfume bottle, confused

lisa: it’s perfume

jo: why would i drink this?

lisa: just to see

sarah: to see like

jo: what would i get if i drank it?

lisa: a shot of fat frog

jo: but i bought the fat frog

lisa: that’s not the point

sarah and lisa continue previous conversation about how awful fat frog is

jo silently puts the perfume bottle in his mouth and squirts it

sarah and lisa notice and applaud

jo pales slightly and blows at lisa

lisa:  that’s the most beautiful thing i ever smelled

jo: yeah but my mouth is burning

jo leaves and goes to bathroom to drink water

vomiting noises ensue

sarah and lisa laugh silently

jo reappears with a swagger

jo: it’s grand i drank a load of toilet duck on my 18^th birthday

THIS IS MY LIFE NOW

I WANTED TO GO HOME TO BED BUT INSTEAD

THIS IS MY LIFE NOW

THIS IS MY LIFE

EDIT:

half an hour later a conversation about poetry quickly turns to us listening to tupac
HE'S A POET

party on