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Chapter 12
"Theycan’tjustignoretheice.Theycan’tjustignoreit."
"Who’signoringit?Nobody’signoringit!"Horwitzsaid.Hegotsodamnexcitedandall,Iwasafraidhewasgoingtodrivethecabrightintoalamppostorsomething."Theyliverightinthegoddamice.It’stheirnature,forChrissake.Theygetfrozenrightinonepositionforthewholewinter."
"Yeah?Whatdotheyeat,then?Imeanifthey’refrozensolid,theycan’tswimaroundlookingforfoodandall."
"Theirbodies,forChrissake—what’samatterwithya?Theirbodiestakeinnutritionandall,rightthroughthegoddamseaweedandcrapthat’sintheice.Theygottheirporesopenthewholetime.That’stheirnature,forChrissake.SeewhatImean?"Heturnedwaythehellaroundagaintolookatme.
"Oh,"Isaid.Iletitdrop.Iwasafraidhewasgoingtocrackthedamntaxiuporsomething.Besides,hewassuchatouchyguy,itwasn’tanypleasurediscussinganythingwithhim."Wouldyoucaretostopoffandhaveadrinkwithmesomewhere?"Isaid.
Hedidn’tanswerme,though.Iguesshewasstillthinking.Iaskedhimagain,though.Hewasaprettygoodguy.Quiteamusingandall.
"Iain’tgotnotimefornoliquor,bud,"hesaid."Howthehelloldareyou,anyways?Whyain’tchahomeinbed?"
"I’mnottired."
WhenIgotoutinfrontofErnie’sandpaidthefare,oldHorwitzbroughtupthefishagain.
