Mr. Superlative. Mr. Irresistible. You will know me by the names nobody uses.
Gonzo di Dottore
We’re still here. We just ran out of pussy and beer, and the QT only sells one of them.
Texts With Girls, cont’d
Her: I’m happy being your muse.
Me: It’s good to have a purpose in life.
I need to stop drinking with Ray. It’s 3 a.m. The train a half a mile away is click-clacking away over the joints in the rails. I can hear every contact through the open window. Every single one. It’s reminiscent of the sound an empty beer can would make when crushed, like all of Ray’s did a few hours ago. Except…
Date: Sat, 4 Apr 2015 18:02:19 +0530 [05:32:19 AM MST] From: Mrs. Emeline Vallien <email@example.com> To: firstname.lastname@example.org Subject: Drgonzo, SMELL some fresh body of adorable Mrs. Emeline Vallien The body of the message was complete spam of course. What I think Mrs. Emeline Vallien intended to tell me was that, as I am a recent divorcee and man of the highest…