So there I was sitting in the back row of the Magic Lantern Theatre,
sneaking onies to the beat of a cheeseball "Master Illusionist."
"This is the life," I thought. "The good life."
A skip and a dance party later, I found myself at the French Quarter, BYOB strip club.
one of two in town.
"Mmmm..." I glazed. "A nice big heaping plate of Biscuits and Gravy would be rippin' right about now."
Later on I would eat just that. Waffle House, 24/7. One of two in town.
I didn't need the crack peddled outside those glistening glass doors,
but it sure was kind of the man to ask.
Topics on Arkansas, Part 2
Daniel James 2008
sneaking onies to the beat of a cheeseball "Master Illusionist."
"This is the life," I thought. "The good life."
A skip and a dance party later, I found myself at the French Quarter, BYOB strip club.
one of two in town.
"Mmmm..." I glazed. "A nice big heaping plate of Biscuits and Gravy would be rippin' right about now."
Later on I would eat just that. Waffle House, 24/7. One of two in town.
I didn't need the crack peddled outside those glistening glass doors,
but it sure was kind of the man to ask.
Topics on Arkansas, Part 2
Daniel James 2008
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