ralph: saw vonnegut at a christmas party like ten years ago
ralph: he was deep in his cups
ralph: while talking to my dad, he dropped the cigarette from his mouth
ralph: into his whiskey glass
ralph: and kept talking
ralph: dad, an occasional drinker, was not impressed
liquidindian: It's Vonnegut. He could crap his pants and he'd still be ace.
Niteowl: jesus, ralph
***ralph tries to emulate vonnegut, remembers he quit smoking, craps pants instead
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