Monday, September 17, 2012

Internet Sign On

This has become more of a mission to get as many words onto the page as possible in increasingly short periods of time.  Since grad school started my creative writing has really taken a hit.

Hamburgers.  He wanted hamburgers.

"I'm on the phone, buddy, can you wait just a minute?"  His bespectacled old man waved him off.

"You want hamburgers, buddy?  Hamburgers?"  The maid asked, stooping down to his eye level.

All of the internet connections were titled things like:  "Funny cock" and "Pocket pussy."  The kid better not learn any words like that, he thought.

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