Saturday, August 07, 2004

Oh God I could see her lungs

I saw a woman fall from a building onto a box of spikes. Carried around by a man painted red. It was horrible. And I could see her lungs. How do you like that? I was pushing for more believable, more so on, but I've become lazy. Much easier to do as I have done. Taxes fewer muscles. Little tax. How lazy I am now. I began so enthusiastically. Oh how the mighty have fallen.

Old guy sits at a bar and orders a lime soda. A lime soda for me, he says.