Habbit by Thinkmule
Sylvie said in English,”Would you look at this?”
He said in French, “Quoi?”
She said in English,”This…The fucking Hearald Tribune. I don’t care if we never go home.”
“Quoi?,” he said in French, not looking up from his book.
“They are raping the Constitution. These people are claiming to be Christians and they argue for torture…?! Jesus Fucking H. Christ! End of irony my ass. I mean it wouldn’t kill someone to make them eat shit… it’s wouldn’t cause actual death. I could make you drink piss…”
“That’s a little kinky for me, dear. Even if we are on vacation.”
“… I’m saying you can make a man drink your piss and it won’t kill him…”
“Japanese swear by it,” he said. “Softens the skin, you know.”
“…Well damn it, it sure seems like an abuse of power even if it won’t cause grievous injury… I can’t believe we’re in Geneva and back home they are raping the Geneva Convention. It’s too ugly…”
“Quoi?”
“Geneva.”
“We’re not in Geneva dear. This is Interlaken…”
“Well we’re on a lake in Switzerland, aren’t we?”
“Not Lake Geneva, though.”
“I mean you can fuck someone in the ass and it won’t kill them… is that acceptable?”
“You tell me?”
“Not even on Vacation,” she said.
“I thought not…. Greeks swore by it, you know?”
“Go find a Greek then (beat)… You know that you’ve become a the new Romans, when you start crucifying bearded men in the desert and making them into martyrs…it’s just so pathetic. Didn’t Bush ever even read the God damn Bible?”
“I don’t think he reads much, dear,” he said. “Certainly not The King James… difficult syntax… Shall I open the wine?”
“Yes,” she said. “Better open two.”
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