Monday, December 03, 2007
Out loud
I looked at her only the way a person can who truly hates someone can. The drink still freshly dripping down my face. Her brow furrows, she know she crossed a line. I can see her reading every inch of anger in my reddening face. A hush falls over the bar and I feel the weight of 100 eyes on me and I realized I am saying this out loud....
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4 comments:
"it's not MY fault that you have hairy nipples!"
Come on, what is the story, I want to hear the story.
You aren't going to leave us hanging like that, are you?
For the past 3 months I have been silently enjoying your writing. Thank you for your wit and wisdom.
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