Okay. Mom was CELEBRITY FEMALE. Dad was CELEBRITY MALE. SAME CELEBRITY MALE met SAME CELEBRITY FEMALE when she was
NUMBER. He was NUMBER. Total surprise, a year later, my brother PERSON IN ROOM. And me, less of a surprise, I guess. Dad starts working in a PLACE. It's, uh, more money. Slightly more, but he's barely home now and SAME CELEBRITY FEMALE, well... SAME CELEBRITY FEMALE is home with the PLURAL NOUN , but she's basically a SAME NOUN SINGULAR herself. A SAME NOUN SINGULAR with two SAME NOUN PLURAL, and a husband NUMBER meters down. So, she does what kids do. She VERB ENDING IN S .
So, Dad's underground, and Mom's under some NOUN, and... the thing about a coal mine... Well, the thing I think about most now I'm ADJECTIVE ... No PLURAL NOUN down there. No PLURAL NOUN at all. See, these men... We send them down into this dark mess, VERB ENDING IN ING for something ADJECTIVE. So... SAME ADJECTIVE that it's now lumps of SAME ADJECTIVE things, so old and ADJECTIVE that they will literally VERB, and that was his life. While she did whatever she could to feel ADJECTIVE. All that NOUN, that dark, powdery NOUN is all over his BODY PART , his BODY PART, his fucking BODY PART, when he comes up. There's not a leaf, not a branch, not a NOUN in his world, and when he finally climbs out of that NOUN, finally climbs back to the land of the living... they VERB at him.
