The cork zooms right into her eye, shortchanging the celebration. I’ll never see again! she howls. But it was just prosecco, her father says.
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T 5393
He wakes her, and she says, What’s wrong? He says, Your son is using my razor. She says, He doesn’t need to shave. And then she understands.
T 5386
The condo has the mustiness of a long life. The smell reminds him of his grandmother before her sex change. After that it was all Old Spice.
T 5372
He grabbed the ax from the barn and went out and chopped the rotten tree. His son cried the whole time. I’m going to have issues, he wailed.
T 5367
His father smelled funny. It’s what he most remembered about him. He thought this as he washed his own son’s pants. About the power of genes.
T 5366
And then he met her father. She had said she’d looked like him, and now he saw how true it was. They shook hands. You’re beautiful, he said.
T 5248
The kids wouldn’t stop screaming, and a feeling of revulsion came over him. He marched to the bedroom, and told his wife, You were too sexy.
T 5243
He was upset. His wife had left him for a woman with really bad skin. I’ve got the blues, he told his sister. But we’re Norwegian, she said.
T 5314
He calls the dogs again. Sensing the futility of his station he gives up. Where are they? his wife asks. Taking lessons from you, he replies.
