|Subject:||[bug-GIFT] delirious legit|
|Date:||Fri, 18 Aug 2006 19:49:36 -0200|
She has a quart of whiskey underher arm, two tumblers, and a pitcher of water.
Josie stops by the table in the living room to turn down the lampuntil only a dim light remains. Ill get a room and two bottles and stay drunk aslong as I please! By the end of the week, is the rightdope. She has a quart of whiskey underher arm, two tumblers, and a pitcher of water. Hesits hunched up on the step, staring at nothing.
He pulls her headdown and stares into her eyes. He pulls her headdown and stares into her eyes. I promised this place wouldnt besold except to him. He ought toknow I wouldnt double-cross you and him for ten million! I thought youwanted to make him pay for his black treachery against us, thedirty bastard!
You oughtto be glad youve got him for a father.
He was one of the finest, kindest gentlemen everlived. I had a good final dose of heebie-jeebies when you were in the house.
Well, I know my fathers virtues without youtelling me.
Make him believe youre so drunk you dont remember whathes done, so he cant suspect you told me. But Im forgetting he stayedaway because he was afraid hed be tempted.
I onlythought youd like to know youd had that much revenge. Im forgetting its your pleasure to have me pretend Im aninnocent virgin tonight.
Youshouldnt have let him get away from you to the Inn.
Will you stop blathering like an old womanand tell me plainly what hes done! She is holding out her tumbler but he ignoresit.
Ill disgrace him till hell be glad to come withme to shut me up. I thought when I left you really were dying on me. Dont all the pretty little Broadway tarts get soused with you? Wont I roar inside mewhen I see his face in the morning! After what we did to him, all hewants is revenge. Itll make him sure hell have the night alonewith me. The nights young yet, and well have it all to ourselves. Dontyou know youre two hours and a half late?
Youll walk down to theInn with me and hide outside until you see me come out with him. Suddenly heslaps at her hand, knocking the glass to the ground.
She bends to give him an uneasy appraising glance.
You oughtto be glad youve got him for a father. Dont I look ten thousand dollarsworth to any drunk? Imean, for not believing Im a rotten louse.
I oughtnt to speak toyou, if I had any pride. I thought youwanted to make him pay for his black treachery against us, thedirty bastard!
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