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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick – whoooore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m talkin bout this broad I saw down at Moe’s, right? Legs up to here, skirt so short I’m like – “Mmm… donuts.” – ‘cept it ain’t donuts, it’s trouble! She’s workin the room, all sultry, like she owns it. Reminds me of that flick I love, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” ya know? That dude trapped in his head, blinkin to talk – “I’m alive, damn it!” – that’s her, but she’s screamin it with her hips, not her eyes.

𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 | Saiki K.

Saiki was putting work into this whole sex thing. He frowns. “I'm not enjoying this. I'm ” Saiki pauses. What he's communicating doesn't.

Then, outta nowhere, this lady starts yellin’. She’s on the shore, and her dog, a little Shiba Inu, is runnin’ straight for the water. I’m thinkin’, “Oh man, this is gonna be a mess.” The dog jumps in, and the lady’s freakin’ out. I’m like, “Chill, lady! He’s just swimmin’!” But she’s panicking like it’s the end of the world. I’m tryin’ to calm her down while keepin’ an eye on the waves.

Sabrina Saiki-Mita - The University of Hawai‘i at Mānoa Department of Music