Twisters

T 3953

He comes home and says, Who will love me? and his kids ignore him and his wife says, I have yoga, and he sighs and slips on something awful.

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T 3952

On the cusp of adulthood he demands answers to questions and when no one tells him anything he feels like an adult and starts drinking wine.

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T 3951

The journalists demanded answers, not because the answers were important, but because they were journalists and because there was no alcohol.

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T 3950

The usage of the word “monkey” fueled a debate and accusations and counter accusations and then the chimp flung some poo and it hit the fan.

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T 3949

The party is jovial in a kind of chemical sense and he’s tired of the short distracted conversations and he walks outside and shoots a bird.

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T 3948

He loved these hills. She is saying this as she holds the urn. And then the wind. And the unfortunate waste of her dependable fried chicken.

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T 3947

The phone rang. He said, I was reading about this cool new bar, and she stopped him and said, In the paper? and he said yes and she hung up.

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T 3946

The welcome guy was too welcoming. I half expected him to stick his tongue down my throat. I’m just here for cheap diapers. Is he that hurt?

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T 3945

He looked at the bus with a loathing that surprised him, and he said, When did I become like this? and she asked if he was being rhetorical.

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T 3944

He wants to love and be loved. He knows he’s difficult and quite undeserving. But. And then. Everyone deserves love; some more than others.

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