As I was sitting and having breakfast (trying), I’m privy to this overloud conversation:
“And it was just that hair, completely … unkissable! The way she carried herself, and that nose! I mean, the woman is just plug ugly.”
The Dutch roll out of bed like we do. Stuffy, they’ll throw wide their windows; chilled, then just their curtains, let some light in. In their red bathrobes…
They don’t have any shame, these Dutch! Red bathrobes, or red window dressings…All the same to them. White satin panties and a milk-fed grin…
The chair tips and the child howls…Bangs its head on the edge of a table.
“HaHaHaHaHA!”, staccato, high-pitched burst of another one. “That was funny!”
by Jeff Glovsky