Wednesday, June 25, 2008

never give up; 'the wrench'

i could sence the stench of the smelly wrench as it worked to free the bolt,to open the lid that held the kid who had suffered a terrible jolt. the kid was dead or rather it was said as the mourners pretend to grieve. every jerk in the lot thought the kid would rot.they didnt know he still had one chip on the table.

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