I guess. Luckily, I never been one of those. [Shifting to lie down on the bleacher he sad on, Remy crossed one ankle over the other and linked his hands behind his head as a pillow.] Funnily 'nough.

Lets put 'side the possible interestin' 'nd nice people ya may meet through it, 'nd 'nstead 'magine how time will drag on, 'nd on, 'nd ooonnnn, [And on.] When ya run up 'gainst those ya really don't want to talk to at ya little table, hein?