Stolen Prose
Ah Leah
That hurts. Let me try again…
It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, a shot rang out. That’s all I have so far, courtesy of snoopy.
That hurts. Let me try again…
She picked up a pen and stabbed her eye. The eye bled. She screamed for help, but no one heard her over the loud barking of a dog named Bruce.
That hurts. Let me try again…
And some more. And some more, convincing her that she’d never make it to Friday.
How’s that so far?
That hurts. Let me try again…
Ha ha ha. Good. No, I tend to think of you with two perfectly functioning blue eyes.
[bat , bat, bat, bat, bat]
That hurts. Let me try again…
Please do. I’ll be waiting.
That hurts. Let me try again…
-Stolen from the email journals of two strange ladies…