Posted on September 26, 2016
by Elan Mudrow
I sat down for a beer at a bar called “Dock Of The Bay”. One was brought by a handsome little bartender named ….. Ah, fuck I don’t know. I was halfway through my beer, reading a piece-of-shit novel named Howard’s Hind End when…
Category: Flash FictionTags: Beer, Blog, Comedy, Dissertation, Food, Humor, Life, Love, Poem, Poetry, Tater Tots, Thesis, Writing
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