"just saying..but why you got the funky lid homie" ..step by step in line
they were hustling it in the hot evening passing under the lights..the insects
swam about the pole up high like blank thoughts..."this is a gentlemans hat and
its called a "bowler"...She tilted her head up to look at her bf..squinted one
eye.."you look like that psycho from that banned movie they made us watch in
high...the squad mod".. "I know! this was a find of the century!" she pulled
it off her head and her blonde highlighted long hair spilled and sparkled in the
light..it was like a secret and her friend shone back! She twirled it in her
fingers like her boys had taught her how to flick the mixed drink caps across
the room in the large posh garage in suburbia. "I also look like Spookie the
comix ghost dude"...her friend thought about that, careful to not step on a crack
in the sidewalk...she was happy to be away from her ma these days..but she had some
worries..In the warm hoodies in the front was the vodka..."COMN LEST DRINK SOME
'TAMER'" they hated the rimmel londen ads and thought donatella secretly was a
man....."tamer" was thier code word..and they said it in fake cockney..on purpose.