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Awkward and Shallow
"Shallow, very shallow." Danny said as he took a drink of his whiskey.
Rusty just grinned and shook his head. "Not that shallow," he replied.
"Shallow." Danny insisted. He raised an eyebrow and looked up at the TV. It was a game show. Jeopardy.
"Ok Danny. The shallowness isn't the problem." Rusty quirked back.
Danny nodded in agreement. "Of course. The awkwardness was."
Rusty again shook his head silently and ran his hand through his hair.
"It wasn't my fault," he tried to say but Danny merely nodded it off.
"Right. Bud did you have to charm the pants off that Algerian girl?" Danny complained.
Rusty shrugged it off saying, "Can't help it."
"And what 'bout that Siberian tale? Did you have to say it?" Danny ranted on as he took another swift drink of his drink.
Rusty once more shrugged and sighed.
"And that after effect? Just plain shallow." Danny finished.
"And Awkward."
Rusty nodded. He sure knew how bad it was. Damn, he thought, really bad.
"Awkward and shallow." Great.