Thursday, November 29, 2007


3 girls.

all in a row.

not moving and there's scaffolding to the left.

no where to go but in. so the bastard makes an opportunity, seemlessly mind you.

yes, the bastard is fucking seemless.

as i make the pass and one of them says "fuck you" to me.

do you kiss your mother with that mouth?

i flash the proper hand sign in response to her foul move. no honey, i wouldn't fuck you. not on your best day. which seems very far behind my worst day by comparison.

—the bastard

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