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Hannah had an orange-belt in Tae Kwon Do back when Ninjas were all the rage & The Karate Kid was a sex symbol. But now that Ralph Macchio is passé & the ninja-nation has spiraled into a recession, she functions as a disposable girlfriend in the parking lot of the Food-&-Fuel truck stop. “A buck-fifty for a hand job,” she whispers, demonstrating the strength of her kung-fu grip on the necks’ of bleary-eyed truckers as they climb out of their rigs in search of coffee & cigarettes. |
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see that girl over there in the canned food aisle?
i know her.
she is like a VCR.
push the right buttons & you can program her to do anything. |
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