Robert is back from hell

[Robert]

Robert approaches the Pub, desperate for a drink, as he recalls the horrors of the previous 2 months. Robert recalled how it was fun in the beginning. There was the challenge of a deadline to meet, but there was plenty of time. But Robert remembered how wrong he was. Very soon into the project that simple-minded fun turned to overwhelming anxiety and anxiety to desperation and desperation to abject horror as the deadline approached with no solution in sight for so many problems. His memory was blurry now as he recalled how days became weeks and daytime merged into nighttime. Those countless nights, driving home after midnight while listening to Art Bell, could just about drive a man insane. And with that Robert wondered... How close had he come? How close had he come to that line that divides sanity from insanity, real from unreal, truth from paranoia? Had he stepped over that line? He thought he appeared normal on the outside, but what about the inside? And what's the difference anyway, but reflecting on that last thought Robert wondered if that was the thought of a well man.

But tonight Robert had planned to leave all these thoughts behind him and enjoy many bottles of beer. He was looking forward to singing drunken beer-drinking songs, dancing with waitresses, telling dirty jokes, and letting loose. All his problems were in the past this night. This night will be a turning point, Robert thought. "It's time to Celebrate", Robert said out load as he came to the Pubs doors.

Robert shoved the Pub doors open with a loud bang, walked straight to the long bar, looked the Bartender in the eye, and .... and .... and Screamed like a Girl !!! OH My God!! Robert was looking at Robert. How could this Be!

[Spiral Path]

Spiral Path noticed Robert screaming and thought it was funny, but was glad to see Robert back after his absence. Amused by the scene before her, Spiral Path said, more to herself that to anyone else, "Funny! Thanks for making me laugh - and welcome back!".


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[mms]

mms enters the pub (as he does everyday after work to partake in a cold draught beer and eaves-drop on current "creation-of-the-universe conversation" that typically takes place inside this pub), walks towards the bar, and stops suddenly in his tracks...

Standing before him are two Roberts.

"What the f#$%!!" he exclaims.

[Robert]

Bartender Robert heard a loud bang at the door and looked up to see a man approach the bar. The man looked at Robert and, with eyes opened wide in panic started screaming like a Girl. "But wait", Bartender Robert thought, "That wasn't just any man screaming. That was, ... that is... me screaming". At that sudden moment of realization, Bartender Robert took a deep breath and, Screamed like a Girl, "AAAAAAAAaahhhhhhhhh...".

Robert responded with, "AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuhhhhhh...".

Bartender Robert inhaled again and, "AAAAAaaaaaaaauuuuuuhhh...".

Robert's face turned purple, but he inhaled and continued, "AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaa...".

And the seconds ticked by, and the Robert's continued to scream at one another.

[MJA]

Alocohol is the hell that makes one, or two, or any, or all scream.

Trying is the treatment.

Quiting the cure.

Compassion.

MJA

[PROFET]

profet was in the pub already, he heard the screaming and , looked at the two roberts and looked down, had the rules of basic biology changed, you used to see 2 doubles when you were leaving a pub... profet looks back up, looks at their panicking faces and stares down again, what should he do, was the universe about to inplode, no, profet didnt think so, he looked up, walked towards one of the roberts and punched him in the face, he gave 20 bugs to the other one, then left the pub knowing what he saw wasnt true, or was it?

[Bogie]

Bogie, who often comes in late, after the wife is asleep of course, finds pandamonium instead of the quiet retreat he had sought.

Picking up the now reclined Robert who has thankfully stopped screaming, he buys a round to begins to explain why he has trouble sleeping. It seems Bogie lives upstairs above the bar and all of the commotion makes sleep impossible until closing. The wife must take pills or something because she can sleep through anything, lol.

He is really wondering if there will now be two Roberts forever? And is Robert going to eat all of Profit's 20 bugs himself or is he going to share.

[Graybeard]

Graybeard, who suffers from double vision, enters the bar and is immediately appraised of all that has gone before, and that there are now 2 Roberts.

Graybeard tells everybody to settle down, that there can't possibly be 2 Roberts, because if there were, he'd be seeing four !

[mms]

mms walks over to Graybeard and gently removes the glasses (which he wears to correct his double vision) from his head.

Upon refocusing Graybeard in fact sees 4 Roberts and exclaims,
"I'll be d#$%@d, you're right... there are 2 Roberts!!"

[Bogie]

I know!

Now what about Profits 20 bugs. What do you say, five each. After all I did buy a round.

Bogie chews a tasty cricket and offers them to the rest. Robert took ten.