Wednesday, January 18, 2006

The time I went to lunch

That guy was there. The one who was such a character, and id all the cussing. Ok well the cussing wouldnt distinguish him from them.. But, he was there, and he recounted stories seriously, too vulger to abbreivate here and now. The guy didnt eat as much as you'd think he would. He was a teddy bear, and constantly inappropriate. He did eat a fair serving though. Glasses.

He sat there like a dinosaur.

He roared then so did the others. Dressed in layers all of them.
There's a bite of chicken.
Killer cuts her eyes.


The group slowly disintigrates back into the sea of people outside on the streets. Smoke rises from them.