Professional Nightmares Swelling His Waistline
Of course
his only option was to overeat. We’ve
been over this before. With more and
more obligations crowding him in on all sides he felt that all of his avenues
for pleasure were being taken away.
“The only
thing left is to enjoy my food,” he told Miss Murphy.
“Yes, yes,”
the old spinster replied, wagging the blue mass of Vaseline and cotton at the
end of her arm like a windsock in a booger storm. “We’ve been over this before.”
The sex
movie was projected against the side of the chicken coop, exciting the hands.
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