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Submitted to Contest #280
How far is it again?Same distance as when you asked me five minutes agoWell that couldn't be right... Sure it couldn't?... Are ya listening?NoI was saying it couldn't be the same distance as it was five minutes ago cause we've ate up at least 5 more minutes worth of milage... Ya know?For fucksake Steph well be there around 6 o'clock you're doing my head in hereOoooh well sorry Mr. Sensitive. I'll just sit here like a stone and stay silentPerfectYou're so rude.... Are you excited to meet them?Who?My parents obviously, the whole reason we're g...
"Will you marry me? Says I. No she said and she never did. True to her word she was. I couldn't fault her there... the auld bitch. I'm not bitter though that's the truth."My conversation with Tad was interrupted as he turned to answer the night's second customer."The usual is it Jimmy?" Jimmy nodded. Jimmy wouldn't say a word until he'd had at least three or four pints in him. Tad expertly plucked a pint glass from the counter beneath the bar. He raised it to the tap and filled it 3 quarters full with the ruby red porter. Then he left it on ...
Submitted to Contest #279
I woke up with my head busted, my mouth tasting like a junkies carpet. The weak winter sun shone in through the curtains. I shaded my watery eyes with a shaking hand. With a grimace I got up slowly and stumbled towards the fridge. There was half a bottle of Buckfast on the bottom shelf. With shaking hands I unscrewed the cap and downed the viscous liquid of life. I held out my hand. The shaking had stopped "Magic" I said to myself and smiled.I sat down with the bottle cradled in my lap and tried to piece together the night before. In tr...
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