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I shivered, you shivered, we all shivered for ice cream. But no ice cream came in fact I didn't even know what Ice cream was until a little while ago when I had a drumstick cone. I mean, in this cave we all were sitting shivering and it was translucent light was shining through the ice all around and we had our wools and our gloves and our fog machine mouths. I made up that bit about the drumstick cone, I'm sorry.

Last year I lived in a log cabin with various people but those people left and now I'm alone shivering in an ice cabin with nothing but BazookaFish to keep my company. He's a nice guy but I can't talk too well on account of the shivers that come over me more and more shivers.

I first met BazookaFish when I was walking around the swamp functionally noseless and to escape from all these people always talking: they hated the peat. I loved the peat but I couldnt' smell it (functionally noseless) and so thats why I loved it. BazookaFish was a hollow fish, a tube of a fish, and he had black marbles for eyes under white films of skin. He was white and blind. Oddly, I was white and noseless. Is there a word for that? BazookaFish was always hanging around the swamp and so he and I got to be good friends and we talked about all sorts of things before I started shivering.

I was lieing, I'm sorry, about the ice cave, its not an ice cave and its not translucent just sometimes the shivers etc get me and I shiver. So there I was shivering along and I wrote this thing about being in an ice cave with a bunch of people. Nah, its just me in a house. BazookaFish pops up in an indoor pool with a pipe that leads to the swamp its not sanitary but I didn't get a license so please don't tell anyone.

Well I was sitting there with BazookaFish, trying to talk to him, but then BazookaFish closed his eyes (he's blind but he can still close his eyes, even though they're always covered with that filmy skin) and sighed. He said to me, "James, you're going to die here from the shivers if you don't go and get a doctor. You know I can't do it for you, and the phones disconnected because you don't pay the bills. Go and see a doctor, you need it badly." I respect BazookaFish, he is my best friend. But he is crazy talking about doctors and all that. All the doctors died years ago, he doesn't know because he's a fish, and lets not forget that fish don't know all that. I tell him so (not the part about fish, but how the doctors are all dead) and he just mumbles and sighs and swims away.

Sometimes BazookaFish can be a real jerk. He doesn't believe me about the doctors, he thinks I'm just pretending to shiver sometimes, and he thinks I lie too much. BazookaFish doesn't know his eyes from his eyelids: he's a fish goddamnit. Everyone knows that no fish knows anything. At least not about doctors, women, or dogs. And BazookaFish is a fish, there's no denying that.