I knew a gal named Roxie once. She was The Friendly Neighborhood Witch, and she did Tarot cards, and tea leaves, and she made delicious Mary Jane Cookies, and introduced me to Pink Floyd and a few other things I'd better not go into here. Wherever she is, I wish her well. She was a nut, but aren't we all? And I'll never forget the evening she phoned to say "I'm horny! Get your ass over here!" Yes, Ma'am! This won't take long, did it? (If you're wondering should I write a book, the answer's "Hell No!")
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