Harvey doesn’t like to dance but his wife can’t get enough so when I go to the bar she comes up and we two-step around and holy cow she’s a great dancer. “Thanks for dancing with my wife,” he said and I blushed a little. Harvey offered us smokes and we took a break. Cynthia’s trying to be a reporter so we all helped out. So we waited while she dug through her purse. Then Harvey and his wife came up to us and said, “Hey what you’re doing? ”Īnd we all turned and showed them our baby pics and grinned. You were ugly babies, I thought, and we shook hands. “Sorry for the other night,” Franky said. Maybe this was why they turned out to be such arseholes, but I showed them mine again and we were just so happy to see each other like that. They did what I did and had bivouacked saint necklaces to show their baby pictures. Two days later I was walking around looking for smokes when they came up to me with goofy grins on their faces and then Franky and Henry showed me theirs. “I’m trying to be!” I yelled and walked home, rubbing my jaw, stuffing my pockets back in. They let me go and threw my money back at me. They looked at each other and shook their heads. I told them it was a pic of me when I was a baby. Henry stopped and said, “What’s this you? ”įranky squinted and dropped me.
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