Bulletproofing the station wagon is maybe the smartest idea Dublin’s ever had.
All jobs thus far: scot-free. Still, says Venice, it doesn’t really count till they’ve done Colombia.
(You know the proverb about life screwing you over? By now, Dublin’s had so much proverbial fucking lemonade he could vomit.)
“Let’s rock’n’roll,” he announces, ignition hot, then spits on the rear view mirror for good luck. “Lot’s wife’s rules apply.”
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ReplyDeletethese are getting more precise, & thus better. a few of my favorites have happened in the past "week."
i might hate you for stealing the concept of lot's wife, but i suppose i'll grow out of it.