Friday, November 6, 2009

Halloween Story 9


Tapas 321 Nightclub.  In through the front door, talked with the bartender who was dressed like a kitten.  Out through the kitchen.
Left my credit card with the homeless guy in the alley.  Hope he knows how to use it.

Time for the drive.  This is it.
Nerves of steel.  This is it.
O God.  Nerves of steel.
Time for the drive.


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