Sunday, March 23, 2008
303 days, 1 hours, 41 minutes, 3.1 seconds
What she really wants is that electrician from Rhode Island. The one her father-in-law taught everything he knew. Call it a debt of gratitude. It's not love, but call it admiration. She's already booked a suite at the Oriental, down the hall from where Bush stays. She wants to be lying naked on top of the covers. She wants him to rush in and rape her. She wants to feel every wire he’s got piercing her. She wants to be scarred. It doesn’t make any difference how old or clean he is. Just so he’s from Rhode Island. And then she wants him to brag to everyone.
303 days, 1 hours, 54 minutes, 1 seconds
Why the hell was she stupid enough to leave him on that ventillator? Bastard.
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