Well I know its kind of late, I hope I didn't wake you, but theres something that I just gotta say, I know you'd understand

Maxine grabbed my hand, as I continued coughing from the ice water, my head swimming between blessed oblivion and the painful reality of life. I could feel the opossum rooting around in my head, watching what happened through my eyes, and it shuddered in terror when it saw the naked rosie o'donnell covered in grape jello and mayonaise lying in a bed of romaine lettuce and mealworms that I had imagined to fuck with the aliens. *Thats horrible* it beamed into my brain. "Yeah," I thought back, "it was the worse thing I could think of." Maxine nudged me, as she curled up around me. "I was afraid I'd lost you, you know. And, I didn't know what I'd do without you." "You can find another guy to abuse in no time, I'm nothing special," I responded, uncomfortable with being so important to her. Her red eyes flashed angrily, but then the heat died in them as she realized I was scared and downplaying my own brush with death. "You're lucky I love you, retard," she growled through gritted teeth. "Still, keep mouthing off like that and I'll peg you to death, aquabussy."