By Paul Handley Strike that, she ordered, and quickly interjected after her comment and before anyone else’s, including her own on another subject. Sorry, if the sin from the past was compounded, and if that isn’t enough, I goofed. I’ve been slightly off-kilter for the past five minutes. I think it behooves us all to [...]
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Strike That
Posted in Paul Handley on July 18, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Vulnerable
Posted in Paul Handley on June 24, 2010 | 1 Comment »
By Paul Handley Are you adopted? Who’s your doctor? What happened to your face? Where did you get that? How tall are you? Why can’t I reply, How big are your tits? Your elbow appears to have two Ball joints. I admit I stole the tits From Paul Newman for A gloss of seemly Over [...]
Everyday Time
Posted in Paul Handley on May 10, 2010 | 1 Comment »
By Paul Handley Everyday I spend time, maybe not much, considering how I would spend my time if a bag of money tied in a Simply Vera Wang bed sheet was dropped up incline of me, rolling into my legs so that I cover it with my chest and arms after I topple. Everyday I [...]
