lay in enlisting dupes as well as adepts and by encouraging dreams of honest visionaries or the schemes of fanatics. By flattering the vanity of ambitious egotists. By working on unbalanced brains or by playing such passions as greed and power to make men of totally divergent aims serve the secret…
#Ihaveanawesomebestfriend
“I haven’t been touched like that in ages,” remarked Rose to Stella after the required TSA pat down.
“Hell I aint been touched period, in… well I guess its been almost 20 years.” sighed Stella.
The dormant oxytocin released into their systems as a result of human contact now produced a flush and rush of feelings and emotions.
“I need a fucking cigarette,” declared Stella standing up.
“Oh Stella, there aint a cigarette around here for twenty miles.”
“Bullshit!” Stella blurted. “I saw a smoking room next to that bar. Come on Rose, lets go get a drink.”
And the two of them tottered off in search of a Pall Mall and a proper Tom Collins.
Later that evening someone got a phone call. It seems that grandma had broke her hip, falling off of a bar.
words by Hookers or Cake pic via rrrick
(Source: spookcityusa)
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