He intoned quietly into the telephone:
dirtdirtdirt imyourdirt givememycoffeebitch soIcanhaveagood nightssleep
She stared in horror-struck disbelief at her receiver,
slammed the handset down
You Prick!
She stood,
walked toward the cafe,
ordered another large coffee
and brought it up to him.
bgibbs
I so don't know.
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