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From: | Maxwell Hull |
Subject: | [Gpaint-list] Re: Re: |
Date: | Thu, 21 Dec 2006 12:04:20 +0500 |
Misery ran through the last four (or maybe it
was five) months of his life, all right, plenty of Misery, Misery day in and
Misery day out but surely that was too simple, surely - Oh no, Paul. He was
surprised at how calm he felt - the strongest emotion in him right now was mild
annoyance at being interrupted just when it was starting to float like a
butterfly and sting like a bee. "This is all very amusing, Paul, writing
critics little billets-doux in ones head is always good for a giggle, but you
really ought to find yourself a pot and get it boiling, dont you think?
"Geoffrey knew the ladies Colter meant; a Couple of hysterical beldames
probably suffering from the alternate calms and monsoons of midlife, both as
dotty as a childs Draw-It-Name-It puzzle. Tom had shown him how to hot-wire an ignition, how to use the thin and
limber strip of metal car-thieves called Slim Jims to yank the lock on a car
door, how to short out a car burglar alarm. Misery ran through the last four (or maybe it was five) months of his life, all right, plenty of Misery, Misery day in and Misery day out but surely that was too simple, surely - Oh no, Paul. Tom had shown him how to
hot-wire an ignition, how to use the thin and limber strip of metal car-thieves
called Slim Jims to yank the lock on a car door, how to short out a car burglar
alarm. Misery ran through the last four (or maybe it was five) months of his
life, all right, plenty of Misery, Misery day in and Misery day out but surely
that was too simple, surely - Oh no, Paul. Misery ran through the last four (or maybe it was five) months of his
life, all right, plenty of Misery, Misery day in and Misery day out but surely
that was too simple, surely - Oh no, Paul. He was surprised at how calm he felt
- the strongest emotion in him right now was mild annoyance at being
interrupted just when it was starting to float like a butterfly and sting like
a bee. "This is all very amusing, Paul, writing critics little billets-doux in
ones head is always good for a giggle, but you really ought to find yourself a
pot and get it boiling, dont you think? "Geoffrey knew the ladies Colter meant;
a Couple of hysterical beldames probably suffering from the alternate calms and
monsoons of midlife, both as dotty as a childs Draw-It-Name-It
puzzle.
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