Darkness Creeps
Okay, fine. Yesterday's post was supposed to set a mood, you know, a man wakes up, there's blood on his shirt only he doesn't know where it came from. So he tries to wash it off, but it won't come clean and he knows it's going to be a long night as he attempts to reconstruct the events blah blah blah. I thought I would write this blog as one long piece of fiction, you know?
But maybe I won't do that after all.
But maybe I won't do that after all.
posted by la.barabbas at 12:02 PM
3 Comments:
What about the freakin EUCHRE? Don't tell me you skipped town without laying this down - and don't give me any of that "lost in the mail" crap either. (I happen to know that the WSA is hot on your heels regarding gift card fraud). Spill it brother! EUCHRE!??
Hey listen, baby, I didn't know this would get your panties all up in a wad(and don't you dare talk to the Waltons about nutten, you got me?), but I think you and me got to get some kind of game together. First of all, do you order up the left (not to your partner) if you've only got the right and two outside aces? See, I would - I totally would...
So, Earlnemo, when are you going to start a blog?
And BTW, I didn't just up and erase LA Barabbas' post. He hadn't saved it, and my browser crashed. So there!
(Try doin' someone a favor and they get all up in yer a$$ about everything...)
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