"Steamed Hams Except It's a Loss of Agency" by Victor Shaw
Well, Seymour,
you're unforgettable Yeah. ruined.
I purchase fast food and my own
crazy
medication! he hears lame exaggerations,
I was just calves on the windowsill.
me? coming out of your oven, Seymour? Oh. That
isn't smoke. It's steam.
I hope you're
steamed I said
Yes. what region?
I'm anyone
in expression. I see. these hamburgers are
quite the
family For you
they are obviously the One thing I Excuse for second.
Good Lord! What is happening at this time of
year, at this time of day, in this part of the country, localized entirely within
Seymour! The house on fire! No, It's just the lights.
Help!