At the horizon, the sky and sea merged into a muddy grey-green as the setting sun hung suspended like a bloated cheese ball over a bowl of rancid guacamole, prompting Hans to reach into his backpack for the last of his flavor-blasted crackers. He plodded onward, biting the heads off the little goldfish and tossing the tails over his shoulder, feeling utterly dejected having just been dumped by his girlfriend, Ann Lisbeth. A Silver Porsche Caymen S with a 3.4 liter, flat six engine blew past and
Published on June 21, 2009 07:14