Бойцовский клуб

           Oh. 

           BigBobsays, "Andthesecondruleisyou’renotsupposedtotalkaboutit." 

           Oh,shit.Iopenmyeyes. 

           Fuck. 

           "Thegroup’scalledfightclub,"BigBobsays, "anditmeetseveryFridaynightinaclosedgarageacrosstown. OnThursdaynights,there’sanotherfightclubthatmeetsatagaragecloserby." 

           Idon’tknoweitheroftheseplaces. 

           "Thefirstruleaboutfightclub,"BigBobsays, "isyoudon’ttalkaboutfightclub." 

           Wednesday,Thursday,andFridaynight,Tylerisamovieprojectionist. Isawhispaystublastweek. 

           "Thesecondruleaboutfightclub,"BigBobsays, "isyoudon’ttalkaboutfightclub." 

           Saturdaynight,Tylergoestofightclubwithme. 

           "Onlytwomenperfight." 

           Sundaymorning,wecomehomebeatupandsleepallafternoon. "Onlyonefightatatime,"BigBobsays. SundayandMondaynight,Tyler’swaitingtables. "Youfightwithoutshirtsorshoes."Tuesdaynight,Tyler’sathomemakingsoap,wrappingitintissuepaper,shippingitout. ThePaperStreetSoapCompany. "Thefights,"BigBobsays,"goonaslongastheyhaveto. Thosearetherulesinventedbytheguywhoinventedfightclub. "BigBobasks, "Doyouknowhim?"I’veneverseenhim,myself,"BigBobsays, "buttheguy’snameisTylerDurden. "ThePaperStreetSoapCompany. DoIknowhim.Idunno,Isay.Maybe.