Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a boy with a name a slippery name that no one could say but himself and he never did because that boy with a name a slippery name didn't have breath for the sound of it so he found another by the side of the road and with a spit shine it suited him alright alright enough. His old eyes were enough to narrow and squinch at the beetly words that crawled across the tissue paper screen they said was the latest and greatest of this very age. They... read more
