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Well, look who the Bill Cosby dragged in.

A disoriented Homestar, now clean of Red Flavored Fluffy Puff Translucent Dessert Related Substance.

"Whooooaaaa..."

He collapses on a barstool and spins a little.

And then flops on The Bar.

"I tell ya, babe, that was unspeakable."

She provides a Cold One to the no-armed whitey.

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She smiles as she walks over.

"Homestar!"

"Cinnamon Bun!"

He sits up a little and picks up his Cold One.

"Whaddaya got goin' on?"

She smiles used to his nicknames now.

"Not a lot just stopping in here to get a drink. What about your self?"

"Oh man, you don't wanna know."

Flop onto Bar.

"Too bad. And the idea started out so well."

"Oh, what did you get hurt or something?"

She asks softly.

"Well, it all started with a swimming pool full of red gelatin."

He shudders a bit and takes a sip.

Ginny smiles.

"That doesn't sounds like a bad thing exactly"

"It didn't get bad until we got stuck in there. And then things got really loud, then really hot, then really slimy, then it got quiet, and then it got..."

Another shudder.

"...unspeakable. Once I opened my eyes, the pool was empty and three days had passed."

"Ohh my poor little thing I'm sorry, are you Okay?"

"Better off than Pom Pom. He bounced off of the Jello trying to jump in and he still hasn't come out of orbit."

She gasps out.

"Oh my, I hope he comes back soon"

"Me too. I miss my doge."

He takes another sip of Cold One.

"Want one?"

"Sure, what is it?"

That translate in to will I get drunk?

"You know, a Cold One," he says, holding out the brown bottle to her.

It certainly smells like a beer.

Ginny smiles.

"Oh I think I've had that before. Sure I'll take one"

She's never heard it called that

"The Bar, another Cold One."

And another bottle comes up.

"Just wait, it won't be long before the weather warms up and I'll be enjoying these on my deck."

"Oh yeah is it cold in your world too right now"

She sips out of her bottle.

"Yeah. That's why we had the gelatin. We wanted to do something with the pool in the winter."

"Yeah, I understand, well it could have worked out."

"Well, I still got some gelatin left. It's payment from my job. I got a lifetime supply."

"That sounds like a good deal."

"Yep. Glad I picked that instead of the million dollars in cash."

She coughs, really she did.

"You picked Jello over cash?"

"Well, yeah. They got fleeced. Had no idea how much Jello I use."

"Well that is good, how much Jello do you use?"

"How much is a pool full a month plus snacks?"

She leans her head to teh side.

"Several kilograms"

"Now add that to all the gelatin I sell so that I can keep my girlfriend's hippie food kitchen in stock."

Ginny bites her lips. she pictured hippies as Miniver she's not seeing Homestar with that.

"SO probably a few more kilograms"

Homestar's thinking of expensive vegan food.

"So yeah, add all that up and you've got my gelatin consumption per month."

"That's good, as long as your happy with your payment"

"Works for me. Besides, it's not my only job."

"Oh, really what else do you do?"

"I sing the hold music at tech support and do stuff for the big cheese."

"That sounds good to me. It's a good job."

"Yup. Even better now that I don't gotta worry about finding DNA evidence (http://www.homestarrunner.com/DNA.html) anymore."

But it was fun wearing that trench coat.

"Well that is good. Seems like you know how to do a lot of things"

He chuckles bashfully.

"Nah, I don't know much.I don't even know how to log out or log off."

"I don't know how to do that"

"Yeah, me neither. Strong Bad always has to do it for me."

"Who is Strong Bad?"

"He's my friend. We both work at computer place."

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