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“That doll has more angles than she’s got curves, and you know it.
“How do they get the snakes to drink the beer?” Sammy asked. Moo Shoes shrugged. “Free pretzels?” Big grin.
like the waxing twin moons of Barsoom. So the Cheese
“It’s French,” she said. “They designed it like a zoo—you know, keep ’em in, but give everyone a good look at ’em. Ah, I can’t get it, help.”
sounded like angry mice. He was Romeo and she was Juliet, he was Heathcliff and she was Cathy, he was Tristan and she was Isolde, he was Ahab and she was Moby-Dick, she was the Titanic and he was the Iceberg, and they liked that so much that he was the Iceberg for a while and she was the Titanic.
Lone’s strategy, which was to be fucking enormous, didn’t work for me,
They were locals, and knew what the author Jack London had said about Ocean Beach in 1902: “Holy fuck, you couldn’t get a match lit here to save your life.”
His experience of the lesbian community was somewhat limited, which is to say, limited to what he had read in certain novels, such as Gunslinger Gym Teachers of Lesbo Gulch, Jailhouse Sex Kittens in Heat, Little Women, and so forth.
“Sammy hit a guy so hard once, he pooped his kidneys out. Right out his butt.” Bailey wished for the tenth time since the morning that the giant lesbian hadn’t taken their guns.
