You’re furious. I never taught you to sing. You carry rocks in your head and pitch them. Without warning. Happy drunk. You’re furious. I beg you for sin. I beg your skin. You buy a whore. Don’t give her water. You’re furious.
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July 20th, 2006 at 10:55 am
You’ll be happy to know I bought one as a gift last Christmas.
July 20th, 2006 at 11:00 am
That’s not what I mean. I mean why is no one buying either of the two we have in stock at the bookstore?
July 20th, 2006 at 12:49 pm
FWIW, I bought it on a Christmas clearence sale for like $5 ;)