What's up, everybody? 

I finally started writing my novel last year and, it's the shit!!!

 

You guys wanna hear what I got so far? it's called - 

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CUM JESUS:

A timeless story about the imperfections of the human condition.

 

 

I initially got the idea from this line from the book of Job (14:1)

“Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.”

Now, obviously Jesus was "born of a woman" just like all of us, which is why he had so much troubles in life and had to eventually die. Our story posits – “What if the immaculate conception had happened to Joseph instead?” 

It goes like this: Joseph - single guy in the year 0 - jerks himself off one night, busts in his belly button and falls asleep. The next morning Joseph wakes up to find the little baby Jesus curled up there on his stomach. Sure, being a single dad is tough, but the good news is that since Cum Jesus wasn’t born of a woman, so he can live forever and have no troubles.

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It goes like this: Joseph - single guy in the year 0 - jerks himself off one night, busts in his belly button and falls asleep. The next morning Joseph wakes up to find the little baby Jesus curled up there on his stomach. Sure, being a single dad is tough, but the good news is that since Cum Jesus wasn’t born of a woman, so he can live forever and have no troubles.

That’s good news for everybody, really.

See one thing that happens over and over in the Bible is God (and later Jesus) have an OK time gathering prophets and convincing them of the Truth, but people who only hear God’s word from a human prophet are much more dubious. It happens in every book, from Genesis all the way to Revelations. In fact, in Genesis 2, if Adam had been a more convincing prophet, Eve would never have been cursed in the first place. Adam was commanded not to eat from the Tree of Knowledge before Eve was created. We never even see Adam convey the commandment to Eve explicitly. So when this snake comes along that can quote God just as well as Adam and kinda seems smarter than him, Eve was understandably confused.

The point is that when God speaks to people they tend to believe, but a person telling you what God told them is, at the end of the day, just somebody telling you some shit they don’t really know anything about.

That’s the funny thing about Christian conservatives - to this day a lot of people still try to use Bible quotes as a persuasive argument. Even though biblical interpretation is essentially the ONLY thing God told the first man not to do. I mean, on the one hand, I get it. If you believe the Bible is the only existing artifact of God’s word then that’s all you got. One would be inclined to become invested in that book. Nevertheless, if Adam was God’s first prophet, then the snake was the first Christian Apologist.

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Fast forward about two thousand years and the rest of the story takes place in a fictional version of 21st century America, except it’s like crazy futuristic, right? Everything is awesome cause Nut Jesus is still alive!! Talkin bout flying cars, everything’s on blockchain, animals can talk, all that shit. It’s your basic matriarchal, post-agrarian, communist utopia.

 

For the last two thousand years everybody has known for a fact that God is real. Generations of people have all heard Jizz Jesus’s Good News with their own ears.

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Everything is perfect, because Load Jesus has shown us how to live in peace with the earth and with each other. No one fears death because we all know our place within the eternal life beyond this world. There’s no pollution, no cops, and no homework – just Spunk Jesus’s undying love.

But it isn’t just a story about Cummsy Jesus, it’s a story about humanity. So even though things seem perfect, some people won’t accept it and there’d still be this anti-establishment counter-culture. This would be the year 2020 so there’d be a few billion people in the world, most of whom would have only ever see Skeet Jesus on YouTube or whatever, so some of them are naturally gonna be like “How do you KNOW he’s real?

There wouldn’t be any organized religion in this world, cause why would they need it?

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But then we could have “churches” but they’d be underground, like cults or militias. There’d be these fringe religious conservatives who are like “I aint listenin’ to no YouTube Splooge Jesus. The BIBLE says blah blah blah.” But really nobody reads the Bible anymore. It's pretty much out of circulation. Could even be illegal(?) The utopia’s only banned book(?)

Maybe I’ll just say nothing’s really “illegal” in the utopia but religion is widely frowned upon.

I don’t know. We’re still figuring some of this out. Here’s a few other items from the Official Cum Jesus (CJ) FAQ:

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Q:

If CJ is omnipotent, and immortal, and completely untroubled, isn’t he just Dr. Manhattan?

A:

The whole problem with Dr. Manhattan is he’s still a dude. He’s omnipotent and immortal and he seemed untroubled by most humans’ trivial concerns, but he was constantly entangled with mortal women. To keep CJ completely above the fray of this mortal coil, we’ll have to remove his desire for traditional sexual relationships.

So he definitely couldn’t be a “he,” in the way Dr. Manhattan is. CJ’d have to have been born intersex - ie born with two sets of fully functioning genitalia. As an adult he’d likely live as a “he/him lesbian” or, perhaps alternately, as a cogendered asexual. Either way we feel like labels and pronouns won’t be that big a deal in the utopia. People are people and everybody fucks whoever they want, ya know? Except CJ, of course, but it would be funny to have him be naked all the time.

Q:

Why wasn’t Joseph pregnant like Schwarzenegger in Junior?

A:

Since there’s no c-sections in the year 0, a traditional (internal) pregnancy might end up being even messier than having to carry around a sack of amniotic fluid for 9 months. Honestly, Jospeh’s pregnancy isn’t gonna be all that important to the rest of the story, so I don’t think I’ll dwell on it too long. Probably just kinda glaze over that part.

Q:

Is CJ a dictator?

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A:

No, but he would certainly be accused of being one. There won’t be any “leaders” as we have them today. Moreover there wouldn’t be very many enforceable laws and very few conflicts that require third party intervention. People are only able to live this way by virtue of CJ’s teachings, and people would worship him. People would pray to CJ (and their prayers would be answered in 30 minutes of less, guaranteed) and they would seek out his guidance, but CJ would not enact or enforce any laws.

Q:

How do we get to a high-tech society with no pollution?

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A:

The real key here is that the ancient kingdoms of world (especially in Africa and the Americas) would not have been overthrown or colonized. There would have been no Caesar Augustus, no Alexander the Great, no Conquistadors and no London Museum.

So all that shit that alien visitors taught the Mayans and the Egyptians, all those “secrets of the pyramids”, would never have been lost to history. They would have been built upon and advanced. Generations of people would live and die without fear, thereby allowing their progeny to know with absolute certainty that what they leave behind on this planet is far more valuable than the pursuit of their own happiness.

That and hemp, almost everything would be made of hemp.

 

Q:

Where do people live tho? I don't think you can make a whole house out of hemp.

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A:

OK, that's fair. But there could be any number of different architectural techniques in the utopia, it really would depend on where you live and what’s available. Like, you could live in an underground burrow or in a hollow tree like Winnie the Pooh. Or if you’re real patient you could plant a bunch of trees in the shape of a house and just let them grow around you and your loved ones for generations to come. Lots of options.

Q:

Was CJ there when the Bible was written? Is the story of the Bible very different in this world?

A:

The OT would have already been written, which is why there’d be such a thing as “religious conservatives.” For the New Testament, he would have been there, but he wouldn’t write it himself. He would have had a diverse story group recruited from all over the world. They would write the story of CJ as a group and CJ himself would have final cut privileges like JJ Abrams.

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The CJ Story Group would also want to take a stab at re-writing a lot of the OT, especially the overtly sexist parts. This would be fun cause flipping the messages of the Bible would have a butterfly-effect on the whole history of western literature. We could rewrite all sorts of myths and fairy tales. Just imagine: Like if God weren’t a mystery in the Bible, then The Wizard of Oz would just call Dorothy’s house and ask her to come help the lion, the scarecrow, and the tin-man get their shit together. Or if Adam and Eve weren’t shamed for their nakedness then the Emperor’s New Clothes could actually just be about a guy who likes rocking Polo rugbies and Air Maxes.

Q:

What else would be different about the Matriarchy?

A:

A lot of things would be different! In fact, "matriarchy" isn’t really the right word for this place, at least not in the political sense. It would be egalitarian in most every way, so we’re not saying women would be “in-charge” (as opposed to men being in charge), but the culture would be decidedly “feminine” by our standards.

For instance, there would not be a “justice system.” Because the idea that there is some equity for victims to reclaim through the suffering of their attackers is conceived entirely out of people's own sense of insecurity. Our purportedly natural desire to exact “justice” on others is truly only a desire to satiate our own fear and self-doubt, and moreover, satiate our most aggressive (masculine) impulses. These deep-seated fears and anxieties that dictate the better part of our culture today simply would not exist in CJ's world.

At the same time, we can’t deny that emotions and impulses are human and natural, whether we coin them as masculine, feminine, or anything else. This is still a story about the human condition, so aggression, competitiveness, and even violence have to have a place in this world. So while there would be no armies and no wars, there could still be NFL football.

 

Q:

Would there be “toxic femininity”?

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No. But that’s definitely another thing the Old Testament cultist would talk about a lot. Since the cultists would be Old Testament literalists, they could just have pretty much the same ideology as today’s real-life MAGA bible-thumpers. But it’ll be funny cause they’re just discovering these concepts in the Bible that nobody else even acknowledges anymore. They could be the only people who eat meat, for example, while everyone else is literally friends with animals. They’ll hate "immigrants" and “foreigners” even though there aren’t any nations or borders. Most of all, they’ll be proudly misogynistic, even though nobody else even uses the words “male” or “female” anymore. They’ll be offended by almost everything about this world, but the things they really hate most of all are CJ’s swaying flaccid hog and his big ole d-cup titties.

 

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Anyway. One of the major plot points I came up with a while back is a dream that CJ has where he sees the future, which is the year 2020 as we knew it. That’s how he gets all the disciples to buy in on global utopia and all that shit. (Also the dream will help him know all about Star Wars and what’s gonna happen in fantasy football, which will be important later.)

Then I thought maybe I could use CJ's dreams to start introducing a lot of the reincarnation symbolism. And since the disciples bought in on the first dream, maybe they start thinking all of CJ's dreams are really important. Maybe that’s even where he could have his misadventures too. Check it out:

 

CJ's DREAM JOURNAL!!!!!

 

 

Dream #1:

Jesus has a dream where he’s on a boat all by himself in the middle of the ocean. Just floating. Its real quiet, no land in sight, no clouds in the sky, and no wind. He looks behind him and there’s a giant tiger in the back of the boat. He screams and wakes up.

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Dream #2:

 

Jesus has a dream where he’s a cow. Just eatin that grass all day long.

Takes a nap under a tree, gets up, moos at another cow, eats some more grass.

Later in the day he comes back to the tree and notices a little flower growing out of the trunk. He’d never noticed it before. He looks at it real close. Then a tiger jumps out of the tree and he wakes up.

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Dream #3:

Jesus has another dream where he’s on a boat all by himself in the middle of the ocean. He immediately checks for tigers. All clear.

 

The boat is empty except for the ropes and rigging.

He sees a little island in the distance and turns the sail around to the starboard side to head towards it. He’s picking up speed, but when he looks up the island looks like it’s off the starboard side again, so he turns the sail again. But the island is still off to the side. A few more turns and he still can’t line it up. He checks the sails and the hoists. Then he sees a line that got wrapped around the mast in all the turning. So he picks up the line and passes it around the mast four times to uncoil it.

 

As soon as it’s all straightened out it starts raining. Pouring rain, he can’t see shit, the island is gone. Now he’s real upset, starts praying for a tiger to come eat him.

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Then a giant seahorse comes up out of the water. CJ’s like wtf for real.

 

Seahorse is holding a wine glass in one fin and a cigarette in the other. He takes a big sip of the wine, finishes the glass and places it on the deck of CJs boat. Seahorse looks around, seems a bit lost. He says “Hey pal ya gotta light?”

 

CJ’s like “What?”

Seahorse says “A match? A light... Ah you don’t smoke. Just check that Emergency Kit in the bow,” the seahorse points down with his other fin “should be a flare gun in there or something.” 

CJ looks down, he didn’t remember there being a kit in the bow, but there it is. He opens it up and a blinding light comes pouring out.

CJ struggles to open his eyes, it’s like looking straight into the sun. Vaguely, through his eyelids he sees the silhouette of the flare gun. He pulls it out and closes the lid of the kit as fast as he can. “Um, here ya go, friend...” CJ says as he hands the gun to the seahorse, “...and thank you, I think.”

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Seahorse says “Yea, no sweat, you can keep it. Got all kindsa good shit in there.”

Seahorse fires the flare and it explodes high overhead in a huge shower of golden sparks.

Seahorse continues - “Sorry to bother you on your cruise, pal. I can’t ever keep a pack of matches dry down there.”

CJ looks confused, he says “How did you keep the cigarette dry?”

The seahorse takes a drag, looks at the cigarette, exhales the smoke and says “Ya know, I never thought of it that way. Huh.” He pauses and drags it again. “Wow. Man, this is gonna be huge. Listen, you've been a big help, kid, but I gotta split. Anything else I can do for you?”

CJ says “Well, I could use some food, and if you could help me get to that island out there it’d be tight.”

Red Tuna Sashimi

Seahorse yells excitedly, “Ah HA! Now, food we can do.”

Seahorse reaches down into the water and pulls out a fish. “Sushi?” He asks as he displays the fish to CJ.

 

CJ nods, he’s cautiously optimistic.

Seahorse puts the fish on the deck next to the wine glass and carves off a filet with the edge of his giant fin and hands it to CJ.

“Thanks.” CJ says warily.

Then the seahorse waves his big, spread-out fin over the wounded fish. When he moves the fin away there are two tiny fishes where the one near-dead one had been. Seahorse drops the baby fish into the water and they swim away.

“Woah.” CJ is amazed.

The seahorse drags his smoke again and coughs out a laugh, “Heh! They better watch out for that tiger, right buddy?” The seahorse elbows CJ with a curled fin and chuckles at his own joke. CJ forces out a nervous laugh as well.

 

Seahorse sits down on the edge of the boat to eat the sashimi with CJ. He reaches into the water again and pulls out a wine bottle. He goes to pour into his glass but nothing comes out. “Damn. Hey, go back in the kit for me and grab another bottle, we’re all out.” CJ reaches for the kit and opens it, very slowly this time - trying to avoid being blinded again.

“Go ahead, nothing to be scared of.” Seahorse says “They won’t mind. I’m here, so it’ll be fine, don’t worry about it.”

CJ is not reassured. He looks at Seahorse skeptically. Seahorse waves his fin at CJ imploring him to go on. CJ opens the kit and right away he can make out the silhouette of a bottle and a cup, he pulls them both out quickly and slams the box closed. Seahorse opens the bottle and pours them each a glass. They eat and drink and it might be the first time that Seashorse had stopped talking since he showed up.

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For a moment there was no sound at all and they could hear every raindrop plink off the ocean’s flat surface.

 

 

The silence is broken by a bang and another flare whistling up into the sky.

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CJ looks up and Seahorse is tucking a cigarette box under his fin. He stops, pulls the box back out and points it at CJ. “Oh right, you don’t smoke, sorry, bud.” Then he tucks the box away and stands up on his tail. “OK, kid. The sushi’s on me. And I can help you get to the island. But you gotta come back down here with me first. We gotta tell the guys about your idea.”

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After that I'm thinkin they probably get sidetracked on their way back to wherever Seahorse was tryna go. They’ll have to do some other weird shit underwater, and I might not have CJ find out what “his idea” actually is for a long time if ever. Maybe he’ll wake up and have to revisit this dream a few times to get the island.

 

Eventually he finds out that the island isn’t actually an island, it’s the head of a giant snake (which is why it was moving at the start of the dream). The snake, as he’ll eventually learn, is coiled up deep under the ocean and the coils actually are the core of the earth, and all the water and land is piled up on top of it.

 

LETS GOOO!!!!!

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"But, Seahorse, how do you smoke underwater?"

"It's sea weed, baby!"

 


 

A QUICK CJ VIGNETTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

In the Cum Jesus introduction we mentioned that people can talk to animals in The Utopia, so we wanted to have some little stories about his childhood that could kinda lay the groundwork for that and also explain how CJ invented Mutton Bustin', which'll also be important later.

 

CJ is born 7bs 3oz. and 19” long. But despite his size he was not born a baby.

He could stand, walk, and talk within his first day in Joseph’s care.

 

By the eighth day he had begun to grow a beard.

Within a fortnight he could reliably convey his thoughts in full sentences.

 

At first, those thoughts ranged from esoteric to indecipherable, because he had as much knowledge of the world as any other 14-day-old baby.

 

Still, that low-level capability made life infinitely easier for he and Joseph over the first two and a half years or so. But when CJ began to test his boundaries, as all children are wont to do, that capability made life infinitely more difficult.

After his third birthday, CJ spent three weeks living in a large cedar tree.

One day, when a storm was coming in, Joseph begged CJ to come back in the house. CJ replied that he had to protect the animals in the tree from the storm, and he would only come back if he could bring all the animals in with him. Joseph agreed so CJ climbed down from the tree followed by 4 squirrels, 3 thrushes, 2 porcupines, and a jungle cat. CJ marched across the field and the animals formed a line behind him, single file, and followed him right through the door. The animals stayed in the house and did CJ's bidding until the following spring, 7 months later.


 

At age four, CJs favorite sport was creeping into the fields and leading one just one sheep away from the flock. He had built a tiny saddle to fit the size of a sheep and a three-and-a-half foot man.

 

He'd mount the sheep and ride it for as long as he could, counting the seconds out loud like Giannis was taking a freethrow. Most times the sheep would tire of running after about 5-10 minutes, at which point CJ’d just shout out her time and head back to the flock and pluck off another mount.

 

He would continue this little game for several hours on end, weather permitting.

 

Over time a group of local shepherds and their children began to gather on the hillside to watch him play. CJ loved the attention so he'd proudly announce each sheep's time and run up to the hill for a round of high-fives anytime a ewe broke her own personal record.

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Then, in the Utopia, rodeos and state fairs are all gonna be run by feminists and communists since those cats are all organic farmers and there's like millions of 'em. The State Fair could be like a hotbed for progressive politics and philosophical dialogue in general. But the best part is the bible-thumpers fuckin' HAAATTTTE Mutton Bustin'.

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So last week I was talkin' to Blake and DJ about the Cum Jesus story, and I read 'em the dream journal part with the Seahorse -- they fuckin loved it!

 

But then Blake dropped some real knowledge on us - He said there's a giant snake in Norse mythology that sleeps under the ocean and has its body wrapped around the whole world, and it's got somethin' to do with the Ragnarok.

 

Blake said he read about it in his kid's bedtime story book, so he didn't have a lotta details. I was like, "That's a weird ass bedtime story but you do you, dog."

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But that Norse shit sounded cool to me cause I was already thinkin' of Seahorse as a trickster god like Loki.

 

When I got home I started googlin' that shit - and he was right. The snake is called Jörmungandr, and he's a fuckin badass. He does live under the ocean, and his coils are the core of the Earth, just like I fuckin' wrote it!!!

Thor went fishing for Jörmungandr a few times, and he's gonna have to take him down when/if the world ends. That's cool 'cause right away I was thinkin' about how I could rewrite that fishing story for CJ.

 

Now - I don't know if you guys caught this the first time around, but the reason the Seahorse is a seahorse is 'cause seahorses are hermaphroditic, just like CJ.

That's important now, 'cause according to wikipedia the snake is Loki’s son 😮, AND Loki once became a woman (actually a mare - a female HORSE 😮) and he’s also a mom. AND Loki often turns himself into water and fishes😮. In Denmark, they say Loki brings rain to the lakes and fog to the fields in the spring 😮 - Just like my fuckin' Seahorse!!

So, fuck it, right?

Gotta just lean into this shit now. Seahorse IS Loki, and he needs CJ's help to stop Thor from fuckin' with his son, the giant snake, and causing the apocalypse.

 

I really might be on to somethin' here -

 

 

CJ's DREAM JOURNAL PART 2!!!!!

 

DREAM #4:

CJ has a dream where he's walking down the street and comes upon this huge old house. Outside the front door of the house is a 3-foot-tall metal statue of the Buddha. The statue looks very old, maybe older than the house, but it's golden head still shines brightly in the daylight.

When CJ stops to look at the statue it looks up at him and waves it's hand toward the door, silently asking CJ to enter to house.

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CJ follows Lil' Buddha into the house and they walk up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs is a long hallway with several evenly spaced doors on each side. Lil' Buddha steps to the right of the first door and motions toward it with his glimmering hand.

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CJ opens the door and finds, somehow, that there are hundreds of people inside.

CJ stands on his tip toes to peer over the crowd and he can see a body wrapped in a sheet on a table in the middle of the room.

CJ looks down at Lil' Buddha and asks "Is this a funeral? What is this place?"

Lil' Buddha is silent, he stares back at CJ emotionlessly and gently closes the door.

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Lil' Buddha proceeds down the hall to the next door and waves for CJ to follow.

He opens the second door and finds pallbearers lifting a casket. The third door has another entirely different, yet unmistakable, funeral procession.

They go door after door, watching death after death from around the world, until they are back again at the top of the stairs.

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he sounds of wailing tears and slow mournful songs now fill the house. Thousands of feet stomp the wood floors and thousands of fists pound the drywall. The crescendoing, cathartic chorus only lasts a moment until Lil' Buddha closes the final doors; then the house falls silent again.

 

CJ has seen enough.

His heart aches for these people, but he knows he can't help them. He wonders if any of them even knew he was there.

CJ looks down at Lil' Buddha and asks "Please, may I go home now?"

Lil' Buddha once again silently waives his and toward the door, allowing CJ his leave.

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CJ walks down the stairs and toward the front door.

He opens the door, and only then realizes that Lil' Buddha is still standing at the top of the stairs. CJ looks up at Lil' Buddha and asks the statue to join him. Lil' Buddha says:

 

"No. But I'll see you again soon."

 

Then CJ wakes up.

DREAM #5:

CJ has another dream where he's back in the middle of the ocean with the giant seahorse.

Now he's underwater, nestled inside a giant conch shell which is gently descending toward the ocean floor.

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By the time CJ realizes where he is, Seahorse is already midway through a lengthy anecdote that involves several people with 4+ syllable names. CJ tries to follow the story, but he couldn't have repeated the names if he tried as they evaporate from his memory.

"... so obviously Útgarðaloki kicked our asses outta Jötunheimr. Me, Þjálfi, and Röskva haven't been back since. And to this day I still can't figure out how he got Jörmungandr into the castle in the first place. But, shit. Fuck it, right? We're still here aint we?"

 

Seahorse curls the end of his fin into a fist and extends it toward CJ.

CJ hesitantly gives Seahorse a pound.

Seahorse punches CJ's fist then whistles loudly as he 'explodes' the fist and flutters his fin down toward CJ's face.

 

"Gotta blow it up, bro."

 

CJ laughs, "Yea, arright", he says.

 

"Ya know what we need, kid?"

 

"What?"

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"A HANDSHAKE!! Ya' know? We gotta be like pow-pow-pow-pow just like Jose Reyes used to do! It'll be SO COOL!!

Then we'll be Dogs. For. Life.  ROUFF ROUFF ROUFF!!!!"

 

CJ notices the empty bottle in Seahorse's other fin and he's pretty sure Seahorse drank the whole thing while he was asleep in the conch shell.

"Yea, dog, no doubt", CJ says, "But I think I fell asleep. Where are we? What happened to my boat?"

 

"Forget the boat! You're travellin' in STYLE now, kid."

 

"In a shell?"

 

"FUCK YEA, IN A SHELL!! How have you never ridden in a shell before? Kids these days. Sheesh.

If you want a boat so bad just ask the box. You can get a way better one outta there anyway."

 

"No, no, no! It's great!" CJ instists, "It's actually really comfortable, I mean, I fell right asleep in here."

 

Seahorse interjects sternly - "Of course these shells are comfortable that's why we made em look like vaginas!!! But don't get too comfy now, we're almost there. You can take it for a spin later if ya want."

 

CJ peers over the edge of his shell and he still can't see the seafloor. It looks like there's still a long way to go, but Seahorse seems to be getting increasingly anxious. CJ tries to make conversation to keep them occupied -

"So, how far away you think the island is anyway. Looked far."

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"What island?"

 

"The island. You know. There was only one island in this sea. You said you could get me there remember?"

 

Seahorse spits out a laugh -

"OH!!! Hohohohohoooo, buddy!! Ah, man. Sorry, kid, guess you were really conked out there. You didn't hear any of those fuckin' stories I just told you?" 

 

CJ shakes his head, "No."

 

"Arright, kid. Gimme that lighter again."

CJ reaches down past his feet, into the coils of the conch shell and finds the emergency kit from the boat. He opens it up and beams of light erupt from inside. The ocean water refracts the light which becomes a kaleidoscopic spectrum of color. CJ takes a moment to glance around at the spectacle. Bioluminescent creatures approach from the shadows.

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"Heh. Yea, it is cool isn't it?" Seahorse remarks, as even he was momentarily taken aback.

 

A moment later CJ catches himself nearly slipping out of his shell. He comes to his senses and looks down at the kit. There the silhouette of the flare gun immediately appears. CJ grabs the gun, closes the case, and hands it over to Seahorse.

 

"You sure that thing's gonna work under water?"

 

"It'll work if you want it to, it's your box."

 

"OK, go ahead, shoot it."

 

Seahorse fires the gun and quickly swims out of his shell to chase the trail of sparks. He catches a burning ember out of the water, then swims back. Seahorse sits back in his shell. He shakes his body quickly as his tail curls inside the spiral shell. Then, finally, he opens his fin and shows CJ the ember - still burning.

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"FUCKIN AWESOME, RIGHT?!

Now we can have Hannukah down here! HA!!!"

 

Seahorse lights his cigarette from the flame in his palm, and smiles proudly as he pulls a drag, "fuck yea", he whispers to himself. “What were we talkin about?”

 

“The island.”

 

“What island?" Seahorse pauses - They are now on the seafloor standing before an enormous coral reef.

"Oh, right. The Island. Yea, it's pretty far. It'll take the better part of a day in the shells. So that's why we're here - this is my place. Had to grab my fishing poles before we head that way anyway, so we can just hang out here tonight. Have some drinks - nice dinner - and we can shove off in the morning.”

 

Seahorse welcomes CJ into his home - they swim through the crop of coral which are, in fact, the gates of Seahorse's hidden palace. Inside, the palace is luxurious and ornately decorated with gold and crystal. CJ is in awe.

Seahorse says - "I told em I wanted it to look just like Trump Tower. Not bad right?"

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Seahorse's cooks prepare an incredible feast - clams, oysters, eel, snapper, octopus - full spread.

"Its like Italian Christmas everyday down here I fuckin love it!" Seahorse chuckles as he devoured the plates.

 

CJ and the seahorse drink and eat and laugh for hours. Seahorse regales CJ with incredible and dubious tales but CJ enjoys them all the same. They even make up a handshake for themselves.

 

At the end of the night Seahorse offers CJ a bed in one of the palace's many guest rooms. CJ declines.

The palace is incredible, but now that he's got a few drinks in him, CJ just can't wait to curl back up in that sexy, sexy conch shell.

TO BE CONTINUED...