Tuesday, October 21, 2008

No Missed Connection

Well, since my last post and drunken request for a written missed connection about me, it has failed. I knew he wouldn't follow through, even if he wanted to. He would be better at hunting for vermin and skinning them alive, leaving me with a weathered but practical loincloth.

I wrote one about him, even though he obviously didn't deserve it. It wasn't romantic. I wasn't that fucking drunk. I guess he figured he was too old, or too fat, or too drunk. He was right.

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