It was all over with Honey and Matt Cadd. He'd called it quits. He poured himself whiskey from the fifth in his desk drawer. Maybe she'll come back to work for me now, he thought. He smiled, picturing her porn star looks.
"Bottoms up," he said, and drank it down.
Two-fifty: 11oo10
Six in a row
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*SF 6 COL 5*
The Giants looked absolutely feeble for eight innings and I remember
getting really frustrated with their lack of hitting. Then the Rockie...
20 hours ago
1 comment:
And let's hear it for the other Matt, who knows how to compose an atmospheric and coherent tale in
110010 wry words. Or less. NOC
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