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A Good Plunger is Hard to Find

“Somethin ain’t right here,” said Carl, standing over the empty hole in the bathroom. “Uh, Ma’am, ya said ya needed a plumber, but I got some news for ya… Ya don’t got no toilet.” “Ma’am?” Carl yelled, a bit louder than before. He stepped backward…

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THE SHE DOME: Ode to a B-Train Biddy

The girl “clubbed” hard. I could tell just by looking at her. She was wearing a teal tube dress and Claire’s jewelry on a Thursday at 7pm in Midtown. Her unadulterated excitement to get out there and grind on some middle-aged man meat showed on…