
His moms bitchin at him cuz his 23 y/o ass is still spongin off her with no end in site.
"god damnit Sage.. ur just like ur dad is... lazier than fuck.. I dunno how u ended up like him when u never met him."
"Go down to the library and use the computer for a few hours.. mommy's got a friend coming over and I told him I don't have any kids"

dejected, Sage gathers himself off the floor and heads to the public library where he can do his 2nd favorite thing... troll on the internet.

Sage finds an open terminal, logs on to free huddle, see's a thread by Zwick 4 Prez and clicks as fast as he can, thinks to himself "I fuckin love this dude.. I wish he didn't hate bastard kids from Marion
Sage dives into it... "If I say something about Massillon, he'll have to respond.. i just know it! I'll add something about drugs too cuz I know he's expecting me to lie about that. There's no way he won't respond to this."
Sage hears his cellphone ring.. it's his mom. He doesn't answer it.. too busy refreshing Free huddle page to see if Zwick wrote back to him yet. It rings two more times and Sage figures he better answer it or he'll be sleeping at grandmas house tonight.

"Motherfucker, I'm paying for this phone so you better answer when I call the first time... Mommy's friend left, you can come home now.. stop by the gas station and get me a pack of cigarettes and see if you can find a coat hanger in the alley behind our apartment.. we only have plastic ones and they will only give a baby brain damage, not abort it... I learned that with you. I need to have these damn guys come over closer to the first of the month when I can afford condoms. .......knock before you come in first to make sure"
Sage reluctantly logs off the library computer.. didn't even get to see his hero Zwick respond to him...
Luckily the library opens up at 8 am tomorrow morning.