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Giving Shit

Edward Julian Watson loved Sunshine Travel. That was the name he had choosen for his new shop. He loved to say the name out loud. He would say it over and over again to would-be vacationers. And would he say it to himself in the mirror all the time.
There was really no one else to talk to. So it is a very good thing Edward Julian Watson loved his business.

It was evening on Friday and Amy was not caring for much. When she paid for her things at the pharmacy checkout, a little red sign told her the candy bars were on sale. Two for a dollar.
So, she figured she could short the cable bill five dollars that month and she bought herself some right away.
She sat down on the bench, just outside the store. She ate a Snickers bar first.

"That's a lot of candy bars," Edward Julian Watson said out loud, as he walked out the pharmacy doors, but more to himself about his own bag of goodies.
Amy thought otherwise.
"Do you want one?" she offered.
And later he asked her, as they fell into her bed, "Do you have AIDS?"
And she laughed and replied, "No, baby, just candy."

Edward Julian Watson was calling Becki by 11 o'clock that night.
And Edward Julian Watson told Becki he would be going on vacation this coming weekend.
Of course, Becki wanted to know where. She asked him.
"I am going camping."
And Becki inquired, if it would be with Bob and Edward Julian Watson affirmed the negative.
And he blurted, "With Amy."
Becki was apparently abrupt, when she changed the subject. "And how is Orange today?"
And Edward Julian Watson watched Orange sitting and glaring at him, from the other end of the couch; edge of arm, for a good thirty seconds.
"I am just joking, Becki," he said, "You're coming to Chicago this weekend."
Becki laughed, when she answered him. "Is that so, Edward?"
"It's really about time," he replied.



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Anonymous said…
i like orange. Cats are good to have around. Just like my goose.
Thursday, 7 June 2007 at 16:08:00 GMT-4
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