The Language of Men
The bartender brought them fresh drinks. It was
Frank’s round.
Joe said, “So what’d she say?”
“She gave me one of her looks.”
“What look is that?”
Frank shoved a dollar tip at the bartender.
“The one that says get lost.” he said.
“And then?”
“Here I am.”
They drank.
by Charles Deemer
Frank’s round.
Joe said, “So what’d she say?”
“She gave me one of her looks.”
“What look is that?”
Frank shoved a dollar tip at the bartender.
“The one that says get lost.” he said.
“And then?”
“Here I am.”
They drank.
by Charles Deemer
posted by Kate at 1:28 PM
2 Comments:
Yes I'm a man and that happens. I love your blog and I really like your sketches of cities and places in Europe on your other blog. I was looking for your email but couldn't find it. I'd like to invite you to my site fastfictions.blogspot.com where I invite people to submit illustrations and photos which I turn into stories. If there are any images I could use I would love to write something up. Drop by and email me at k.spenst@shaw.ca if you're interested,
cheers
Hey Kevin, I don't have a website with sketches of cities! You have me confused with someone else.
Charles Deemer at cdeemer.blogspot.com
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