I get home to find John sitting in my recliner
"Why. The. Hell are you in my chair?" I said infuriated. "I don't know Garfield, where have you been?" John said turning around "hmm!? Where were you, I have been worried" john continued. "I was on a date John, but you wouldn't know what that's like because you would never make a move on Liz" I yelled to John.
"You know Liz doesn't like me like that" John retaliated. "Hmm, I wonder why, maybe it's because your a prick and Mick knows how to treat people!!!!" I said.
"Who the hell is Mick!????" John said, half to tears. "He is my boyfriend!" I said. Odi walked down stairs, saw the fight happening and marched right back upstairs. "I'm going back, to Mick's house" I yelled, and walked out the door.
"Garfield Arbuckle, get your ass back here!" John yelled, as I closed the door behind me.

I sit in my car eating my potato skins from the date, as I dial Mick's number "Ahoy, you have tried to reach Mr. Seven if I am not at the phone, I am probably taking a shit, don't even bother sending a message, I won't listen to it." Mick's voicemail said. "Well that blows" I said to my self, as I pull out of the drive way and head to Mick's house.

[cue live and let die by PAUL McCARTNEY

on my way there start to think about lasagna and how john made it a curtain way added curtain spices used a curtain temperature when he baked it but i knew for the curtain i loved mick and his quirks the way he fought the neighborhood kids at 10:00 p.m., when he would miss the bucket and piss on the turtle, and most of all when he would summon demons and use the squirrels as a sacrifice to Baphomet, Mephistopholes, Beelzebub, etc.. i know my real home and that's with mick, screw john and odi, mick is my real home.