Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Thousand: Four Hundred Fifty-Two

asks. He doesn’t really expect to get an answer. “I didn’t know I was going to be buying a trip to hell when I visited that lady. I mean, it’s not like I read an account written by a travel writer in one of those glossy magazines in the dentist’s office and said to myself, ‘Bernie old man, that’s the ticket. You want to buy a round tripper to HELL!’ I mean, I heard you can get to the End of the World. I read about somebody doing that. It didn’t exactly sound fun. Far as I could tell, you

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