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By chris Date: 2007 Feb 24 Comment on this Work [[2007.02.24.18.22.20106]] |
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"Guys who say they're not bad are bad." "Well, I'm not." "So you say." "Look, if you can't trust a man cheating on his wife, who can you trust?" "My point exactly." "I mean, what's the world coming to?" "Why don't you tell me." "Absolutely no standards." "Then come with me to Phoenix." "...No honor. What?" "You heard." "When?" "This weekend." "You're loca. Pura loca." "Stop talking like a white guy pretending he's not. Besides, I'm not. Not loca. Not by a long shot." "Girls who say they're not loca - " "Be quiet, OK?" Afterward she thought things over. She thought about standards, honor. She cried for an hour straight, then put some Preparation H under her eyes so the swelling would be less noticeable by the time she had to pick up her kids from soccer practice. |