Just to
be sure, you look into the back of your underpants once more.
You grope around
with your hand for a while...
Hmmmm.
Doesn't seem
to be anything else-- waaaaaaiiiit
a second...
You grab ahold
of something else that's just barely poking its little self out your butthole.
Ignore it. Go to Sandy's because the van is
what's really important to you, not some random ass-embeded object that
will probably be there later anyhow.
Ignore
it. Go to the basement. You don't even remember why you should
go there, but you're sure you will when you get there.
Pull
it out.