The smiles were all there. Each one put on before they entered stage left. Behind every smile was a blank stare. Everyone has someplace else they would rather be, someone else they would rather be with. Sly insults are traded between us as we laugh them off. As each one exits the talk begins, the hushed tones signal that its your turn. When you re-enter the room the laughter commences, signaling your turn will continue later on. Eat, drink, and be merry you assholes! I love you all and hate you all at the same time. My family, ladies and gentlemen, putting on yet another wonderful performance. As the curtain falls we all exit stage right and go on with our lives until we are called to the stage once more.
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