Archive for the ‘pulp fiction’ Category
oppression on every hand; injustice everywhere; hypocrisy at the altar; venality on the bench, tyranny on the throne
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on October 31, 2006
I don’t like the crowd you’re mixed up with
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on September 5, 2006
There could be no life in that livid face, in those glassy eyes
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on June 12, 2006
I’m in the smooth-angles of the detecting business and I make money without getting my can knocked off
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on June 9, 2006
We all want the hand. Hand is tough to get. You gotta get the hand right from the opening
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on April 2, 2006
I know he can hear me, but my voice is just background noise
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on March 30, 2006
No, not really. Mostly I hang out at home watching TV, faking my time reports, and padding my expenses.
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on March 20, 2006
It failed to mention potting the two off the break, or jumping the four and six to pot the three after a double kiss on the one
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on March 16, 2006
the tragedy seemed from that time to the present to have finally taken its place in the dark catalogue of inexplicable and unexpiated crimes
Posted by: thelonggoodbye on March 15, 2006
