Rubbernecks

Aug 22, 2009 05:05

oh. i'm in bad shape. baaaaad. work waits for me in an hour or a few. things are spinny, thoughts are fleety, shapes are blurry. as expected.

nothing out of the ordinary, folks. nothing to see here. just move along. that's right, keep it moving.

but still you crane your necks out past the breaking point to see the accident, to drink in the scene of the crime.

poor man's drunk = small lunch, no dinner, lots to drink (on the cheap).

get it while it's hot.
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