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Secret's Out"Come on in," Ozzy said, motioning for Drix to step inside. "Want something to drink?" He asked, slipping off his jacket.
"I'm fine, thanks." Drix answered.
"Be right back. Gonna hang this up in my room." He referred to his jacket. He opened the door, and let out a surprised scream.
"Is everything alright?" Drix got up, a look of concern on his face.
At the sight of his friend coming over, Ozzy immediately closed the door. "Oh no, everything's fine!"
"Are you sure?" Drix questioned suspiciously.
"Yeah, yeah; everything's fine! It's just a mess in there is all. You sit down and relax, I'll go clean up real quick. Be right back!" Before Drix could protest, Ozzy opened the door just barely enough for him to get through and closed it as soon as he entered. Drix shrugged his shoulders and sat down at the couch.
Ozzy refused to look at the virus lying on the bed. "Thrax put your clothes on."
"Why, baby?" Ozzy could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Because I got a friend over." Ozzy sighed, tryi
Living With Big Daddy Chapter 1FPD 8AM Cheifs Office
"JONES!!!!" Chief yelled. "Yo wassup cheif! Pardon the mess yo I got erry thing under contol." Ozzy said swaggering into his office. "Jones, we have a assignment for you." "You just say the word and im there! What is it? Killer indigestion? Poison Ivy? a cavity?" "Actually, it's some dormant cramps in the right arm. Frank will need that arm for his job at the zoo lifting crates and cages. If he gets one cramp he'll mess up and possibly get in trouble." "What?" Ozzy whined, "Cramps? Come on Chief give me the good stuff! I saved Frank from dieing for Franks sake!" "Osmosis, I'm sorry but all the other cases are filled. And your the only one left to do it. Youll be restationed by tomorrow, you can go home early to start packing. Once the cramps have moved on you can come back here." "Tomorrow? Aw Cheif! I don't even know anyone in the arm, I've only been there once to visit Drix." "Good, then your set. Frank is counting on you, you understand?" Oz
Living with Big Daddy Chapter 2Ozzy was knocked out asleep when he hears some weird noises. "Huh? Who's making all this racket!" He gets out of bed. "Whats all these noises? Cant they see im trying to get some shut eye here?" He stumbles through the hallway trying to find a bathroom. walks into what he thinks is a bathroom. " Man what time is it? AHHHHH!" " AHHHHH! JONES WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOIN IN MY ROOM!" "YOURE room, I thought this was a bath- AHHH! DUDE DUDE MY BAD, I WASNT PAYING ATTENTION AND...woah." He eyeballs Thrax for a moment. "Is this what you always do 6 in the mornin?" Thrax was standing there in his boxers and a tank top, lifting weights and with jazz music in the backgroud. "You walked in here, i should be asking you the same thing." " no way! You lift weights?" "How else would i be able to kick your ass? by eating McFranks all day? What are you doing here anyway?" Ozzy shuffled a bit feeling a bit nervous. "Well i heard noises and i got up to see what it was. And you wouldnt be kicking no bodies
Living with Big Daddy Chapter 5Ozzy woke up and rubbed his eye, "what time is it. OH SPIT OH SPIT LEAH!!" He gets up gets a shower, brushes his teeth combs his hair, shaves and races down stairs.
Thrax opens the door but flinches away from the light cause he was slightly hung over, "And uh, who are you?" "Leah.. Leah Estrogen" she introduced herself. He lowers his sunglasses to get a look at her, ~remembers when Ozzy came into his room that one morning, "Well HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Babeh. Come on in, take a seat." "Well thank you. Is Ozzy here? This is the adress right? You his room mate" Thrax glances her over, "yes, yes, and you could say that. Hes probably still sleeping, he was out all night with this girl" Leah's eyes widen, "Girl? Oh.. i see..have i..seen you somewhere before? you seem familiar" "Well, if we did id remeber someone like you", he flashes her a smile. "NOOOOO!" Ozzy hollers as he falls down the stairs. Leah rushed to be, "OZZY! Are you ok??" "Nice fall baby" Thrax co
Living with Big Daddy Chapter 3"Yo Jones! Get your ass down stairs" Thrax hollered from the kitchen. "What man what?" Ozzy called. "Just get down here!" Ozzy walked downstairs, "what do you want?" "Time for dinner" "Dinner?" "Yea..you aint have dinner before?" "With you?" "Who else? you dont see the Easter Mucus here" "Oh i knew it! I knew you were-" "f you value your life, youd stop there. Were just eating at the same time cause i dont need you down here in the middle of the night tearing up the kitchen" Thrax explained as he got out plates. "What ever, what is it anyway" "Food." "I mean more specific" "Just eat it". Thrax puts some on the plate, "This enough?" "Yea thats fine, thanks I can fix my own food incase you didnt know" Ozzy said taking the plate and sitting down. Thrax took the rest of the food for himself. Ozzy eyed Thrax's plate. "Pig." Thrax eyed Ozzys plate and scoffed, "twig." "Do you really need to eat that much?" "What? You want me to be a scrawny weakling like you?" Ozzy shoved a forkful of food i
Living with Big Daddy Chapter 4Ozzy listened from the couch. "Yo Thrax!" A voice called, doing this handshake thing with Thrax. "Hey, whats up? you ready for tonight?" "Just like old times bro! Now wheres this room mate?" "Over there poutin" he says while going in the kitchen for some some drinks. Ozzy had his back to them. "I ain't pouting" he mumbles. "Aye Yo kid? Whats up?" "I aint a kid" Ozzy huffs. "...So uh..whats your name kid" "Ozzy rolled his eyes, "Osmosis Jones, but everyone calls me Ozzy, or Jones, or just Osmosis. or in idiots case, baaaaybeeeeh" he said trying to imitate Thrax's voice. "Well my name is Rose, one of Thrax's friends. What makes you wanna bunk with this clown?" "Rose?" Ozzy turns around a sees Rose standing there in a black tank top, black pleather pants and combat boots. Hair red as fire, and skin almost as red as Thrax's. He was shocked, all the other germs he saw were fat and lazy. She actually looked...good. "Oh uh..Hi" he reaches out to shake her hand. "Oh nice to meet you uh.."sees
Living with Big Daddy Chapter 7"Lets ride.." Thrax said smoothly walking outside to Ozzys car, "Yo baby, you call Tar yet?" Rose had forgotten, "Oh spit i am." She dialed Tar's number while walking to the car, "Hello?" "Yo." Tar said. "You still on for tonight?" "Yo." "well, were going to The Ache, so meet us there" "Yo." He hung up the phone. "Whose Tar?" Ozzy asked. "Pretty much Thrax's opposite" Rose explained. "How?" "Well, Thrax is The Red Death and hes the "Black" Death. Thrax attacks from the brains, he attacks the lungs. The only things they have alike are their build and such." Ozzy rolled his eyes, "Great." He started up the car.
Rose called him, "Yo" "Yo" Tar replied back. "What's up?" "I need a ride yo, my ride hit a callus and i gotta pick it up later yo." Tar explained. "Aight. Yo Officer, we need to go get Tar" "Tar?!? Oh uh uh not in MY baby!" Ozzy yelled. "Relax. he doesnt leave Tar everywhere. Look there he is." Thrax said pointing to him on the street corner. "Where? I Cant see him?"
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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