I met the owner of the chihuahua. He gave me permission to pop a pellet in that ass.
Sweet!
And I’ll lock myself in my room and write. I’ll scream at the top of my lungs. Then one day I will walk out and yell to the driver that I wish to go into town. I will kiss her deeply, shake Alder’s hand and return with groceries from Mr. Florence and [...]
I saw the finest little baby-maker on Sunday at the Flea Market. I knew I recognized her from somewhere and she was, in fact, photographed by a friend of mine (Octavio “Winkytiiki”) when she was VERY VERY pregnant.
She looked even more amazing in person.
Anyway, I managed to purchased some wingtip Oxfords, and a $2 [...]
He rode his bicycle up the dead-end street of Whitley Terr, just off of Cahuenga. Once he reached the end of the cul-de-sac he looked off of the hill and down into the valley. For a moment his eyes played a trick on him and he saw the ocean. Sprawling, grand, the [...]