and the cunt persisted in talking at the browncoat until he the browncoat felt he was only listening so as to weigh his brain with his skull and of course he was weightless at first such were the rules of the game but then the cunt did not stop talking and the cunt talked and talked and talked and the single point that was brownbacks position and reference point and site of dwindling consciousness within the conversation became smaller and smaller and the cunts drool for the cunt spat as he talked , and generously finally wipewashed the single pencilgray point that was brownbacks position and the brownback no longer had a position and consequently no opinion and no say and point from which to listen and such a situation was novel to him .