Thursday, June 09, 2005

I'm an impressionable child in a tumultuous world

My five favorite words are "this one's on the house," except when "this one" is Jack Daniel's number eight or nine, and "this one" happens to be the one that pushes you to that place where playing Meatloaf really fucking loud at eleven at night seems like a good idea. Then something makes you decide that you should go back out to that bar around the corner for one last beer with the fucking Bay Ridge Gotti boys. At that point my favorite words would probably be "you're cut off."

This is what happens when she leaves. And she only left yesterday afternoon. Get in touch if you'd like to tie one (or four) on while I'm still free.


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