“Goodmorning breath Jesus”
His beard has biscuit crumbs and café latte foam adding
another layer to his mustache. An ass appears at the window with some fresh
Colombian beans. He thanks him and wonders if he saw that on one of those
nineties children shows with an Amanda. He wakes up his wife with some stanky
breath kisses and as she rolls over with a curse he sings her favorite song
“Pistol.”
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