So, not five minutes later, as I trudged zombie-like through the supermarket, I see one of those kids-trying-to-be-"punk"-in-one-of-the-shittier-outyling-suburbs, this one a distaff built-for-endurance (dyed) redhead, wearing an Aladdin Sane shirt! Providential as fuck! I was so shocked at the converging circumstances that I couldn't help but blurt "Like your shirt!" in my best Matt Dillon in Drugstore Cowboy. Her diamond chip nose stud sparkled as she thanked me.
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