Sunday, April 2, 2017


From the work in progress...

All of two seconds progress towards the eventual heat death of the sun and the longest two seconds in his personal history because Derek realized he might be fucked but good, remembering the valet's time with the car but not able to communicate the intel, not before the two sterling examples of Zumwalt's finest splashed light into the car trunk and took in the Friday night surprise - maybe a child, maybe a woman, maybe just a heap of something resembling little more than a wheelbarrows worth of congealing Manwich.    

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