always have your wits about you.
that way, you have something to fall back on.
-mcghetto
No. 21 Thursday, September 18, 2008
No. 20 Tuesday, September 2, 2008
You used to get it in your fishnets, now you only get it in your night dress. Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness. Landed in a very common crisis. Everything’s in order in a black hole, nothing seems as pretty as the past though. That Bloody Mary’s lacking in Tabasco, remember when you used to be a rascal? Oh the boy’s a slag. The best you ever had, the best you ever had, is just a memory and those dreams, weren’t as daft as they seem, not as daft as they seem, my love, when you dream them up. Flicking through a little book of sex tips, remember when the boys were all electric? Now when she’s told she’s gonna get it, I’m guessing that she’d rather just forget it. Clinging to not getting sentimental. Said she wasn’t going but she went still. Likes her gentlemen not to be gentle.
Was it a mecca dobber or a betting pencil?
