Sunday, April 12, 2009
Pillow Talk with a Prostitute
Me: ...that's interesting, because you know the saddest moment of my childhood was the night Tyson went down to Buster Douglas. It was then that the twin notions of failure and loss first entered my five year old consciousness. It was then I understood, if only in the most cursory manner, the slapdash fragility of our existence in the world.
Prostitute: Can I wash the cum off my face now?
Me: Not yet.