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Ed sulked into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. He just didn't know what was going on. He had felt so good when he woke that morning, but now all of a sudden he was feeling really down.
He walked over to the toilet, pulled the cover down and sat with his head in his hands. He decided that it was when Kathy had accepted going to the Brinkleys that had brought him down. Something about her actually wanting to go was not right. It was fishy.
Or maybe the real 'fishy' thing that was eating away at him was the fact that he had been more and more unfaithful to his wife as of recent. And maybe by telling himself there was something wrong with Kathy rather than himself, he would be able to forget about his own troubles and focus on her make-believe ones.
"What's happened to me?" He sobbed.
He knew perfectly well that there was nothing to blame Kathy for. Only himself. Or... the ladies.
Why was every woman suddenly attracted to him now? He had no idea.
Had he reached his peak in manhood? It was uncertain.
Was there some sort of curse cast upon him that he did not recollect? Perhaps something like that could happen in one of his movies... but not in real life.
Then what was it?
"I don't know," Ed sobbed again. "I just don't know."
But not knowing was only a partial problem. The real problem was: how could he fix it? Could he... 'ugly himself up'? No... Ed was glam. He had to look good. It was his nature. There must be another way!
"I don't know."