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June 26, 2005
shake shack
as max is doling out my two twenties and two dimes at that last cop, The Last Cop, Jesus.(and my bed, where I’ve camped and figuratively messed myself, looks in a salvador dali way a lot like that long busy charactered cuspy table, lord. are you walking me a long the beach? are those your tevas in the freshly foamed surf? where were you when that 14 year old girl died of shark attack yesterday in florida? no, donb’t tell me, I don’t want to know your schedule, it’ll just suck me in deeper.
dejaring the tangenterine…
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as I was on the dole, hand out to the mouth that feeds, I’m lik,e this “ah, now, why you giving me that shake (two dubs single pieces, very shapely, rivally the breasts I’ve been gawking at on suicidegirls.com, great real, site). one dime not too bad, but one looks almost like coke (and coke like that sucks too, because you can’t crush it and lose shooting stars in the trying, and then the very embarrasing rock chunk falling back out your nose while your taking to someone).
and max says, all innocent like he can do, the kid that kiddo!, oh, you don’t like shake, d? oh, heow no! oah. he says, and trades me out. heh.do people shake? more than likely it’s from the same batch, but it’s harder to deal with, though breaking off a chunk of rock or trhying to shove a too big a bite into the end of your goblet can be a pain, too, but really cons clearly outweight the advants. but more than anything, it looks bad. ugly.
Posted by peligrito at June 26, 2005 2:41 PM
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