Twister 872

He lay there breathless, a beatific smile on his face. What was that? he asked. He was kind of deep so she said, Buddhist. But it was Cosmo.

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Twister 871

She thought perhaps they were speaking Hungarian but she didn’t know the language. But she’d heard stories and the women were naked. It fit.

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Twister 870

And at the end of the endless day, Jones danced on his father’s mahogany desk and, with the contract in hand, he squatted and did his thing.

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Twister 869

They argued throughout breakfast. And she took his beer and threw it off the balcony. He jumped after it. I don’t know how I feel, she said.

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Twister 868

Despite the rain they went to the parade anyway which became an unfortunate decision when the lead float lost control on the rain-slick road

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Twister 867

When he slept with his kid’s soccer coach he knew he’d crossed a line. Because now he’d have to lie to his wife and son. And his other lover

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Twister 866

Nothing but shitty music on the radio. It ruins the mood. No matter what the mood should be. You rock, he says. Not right now, no, she says.

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Twister 865

I love how the Irish call sausages “bangers,” he says. Please just grow up, she says. I’m trying to, he says. I think I’m growing right now.

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Twister 864

It had taken them a long time to get to this moment. There had been hesitation. Shyness. But the passion overtook them. And then she queefed

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Twister 863

He took all his papers out to the backyard and threw some wood on the pile and lit it. Then he set up a video camera to document his failure

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