Friday, January 3, 2014

Overheard at the Coffee Shop

Conversations overheard at the all-night coffee cafe:

"Are you sucking on bullets?"

"That is quite a quagmire, wouldn't you say?"

"Is he slapping her around?"

"Her mother is bipolar and her father is an alcoholic."

"He set up a 4-banger job. . . "

"I've been through so much worse so I figured, I have nothing to worry about."

"I didn't know he knew we knew. I thought he didn't know we knew but if he knows, then that's fine."

"So I wrote a song about it. . ."

"I have a nose like a bloodhound."

"That ought to be good for intergallactic travel!"

"Actually, I don't watch it anymore. I got over it real quick."

"He hasn't called in two weeks. What did I do?"

"Thanks I got it in Lisbon!"

"Ribbed for her pleasure."

"It's a comfort level thing now."

"Are you gonna be here later?"

"Don't sit here Rick. Just don't!"

"It's more affordable than you think, but you have to give up shit!"

"They better be afraid of me."

"I don't know what I'm going to tell her. I really don't."

"I think grad school was a good decision."

"When will it get better?"



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People call me "Sash" because I'm a former beauty queen in my old home town. My father used to ride in an MC which got me interested in the culture. After my last divorce I said "goodbye" to Susie Homemaker and became the naughty, biker chick I always felt inside. (Read more...)