Smashing the lines and watch the madness curl up with hands waving and beating the chests. Of the gorillas in the mist as knuckle deep in their motives of besting the others as they are in their knees. Of watching the drool and spit fly back and forth with the sole intention of standing higher than the rest.
Scratch the face with a look awkward as the side step shuffles into a glance of working the counter in bringing a bit of order to the fracturing chaos. Flying out from the palms of the hirsute, gestures on a back hand with the scraping.
Over on the other end, far from the screams and yelps, stick it notes on the forehead. Looking to cast doubt on abbreviation of the three letter variety. Where the rolling on the floor comes with a cup of earl grey tea.
Or not, preferences are all about sliding along the shelf space and smacking the chin on the fall down. Either way.
Seven Dr Peppers standing at the base.
Saturday, 24 March 2007
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