Leftovers |
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Acceptable/acceptability
Grave bait/gravy boat
What's your take, take home, stake
Wood panelled telephone booths ...
Posted by David on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 02:57:00 PST |
Dramatis personae |
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Louis Henderson &nb
sp; &n.
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Posted by David on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 02:55:00 PST |
Bang bang etc |
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The four cars pulled up. This time, however, Louis was not there to meet us, to bound down the steps to open the car do...
Posted by David on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 09:23:00 PST |
Tunes |
As I stepped out of the front door, I looked up at the crisp blue sky. Taking the sky in isolation, I could be in ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smart...
Posted by David on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 06:39:00 PST |
Bbbbbooooorrrrreeeeedddd |
Louis sat at his desk and drummed his fingers. From time to time he dismissed his job as paper pushing, albeit very well paid and often quite stressful paper pushing. Today though, he was ...
Posted by David on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 08:32:00 PST |
Outta here |
Louis looked at Nick with pure hatred. Louis was a driven man, knew what it took to succeed, that it required a certain single mindedness of purpose. Nick however, had no scruples or moral...
Posted by David on Wed, 30 May 2007 07:31:00 PST |
Bells |
I unwrap a stick of chewing gum and then another and another and stuff them into my mouth. There are too many to chew without giving myself jaw ache but I have to clean up, sober up, s...
Posted by David on Wed, 16 May 2007 06:51:00 PST |
No-one |
gives a fuck about the values I could kill for
Posted by David on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 09:48:00 PST |
Bookies |
Patrick has an irrational love of bookmakers' shops. He isn't sure whether it is because he is a lousy gambler and usually feels sick to the pit when he stumbles back into the real world three o...
Posted by David on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 09:03:00 PST |
Puffing on a fat one |
I took a swig of his mojito and coughed. In England the mojito was often a tepid affair. Far less alco than pop. In Cuba, though, rum was often literally on tap and it was the coke t...
Posted by David on Fri, 06 Oct 2006 09:47:00 PST |
