Name:
Location: St. Vincent & Grenadines

You were driving home in the dark on one glass-slippered heel, window sliced open and bathing in the snowliquor of the night air. We heard you singing, and couldn't bear to wake you.

27 February 2005

Hullo?

Sir, I exist.

No, really. I do.

I mean, I think I do. I'm pretty sure.

Like, if there's such a thing as "existence" in the first place, I don't see why I shouldn't qualify for it.

I'm a pretty stand-up guy.

I've got references. Other people will confirm my existence. Does that help?

Yeah, so. Um. Hi and everything.

1 Comments:

Blogger Wes said...

He doesn't exist! I can prove it!

3:49 AM  

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