"Let yourself out," I said. "And take your fake boobs with you."
She paused. "'Bulbus Rak'--really touched me. 'Legend of Tammy Hollow'? It's tattooed on my ass."
"Good job. See ya."
"But..."
A nod to my fancy snob valet ensured a beatin' on the way down to the Greyhound terminal. It was going to be a good damn day for me a short fiction writer guy with fast cars, hot flash fic lit chick bimbo girls, and everything.
Date Written: September 26, 2007 Author:Master Bates