Thursday, March 8, 2007

She Said Her Name Was Peaches

Of course. It had to be. Either that or Pickles.

But she was sweet. Definitely a peach.

And the fat man's name?

Tiny. Of course. Had to be

At least that's what everyone in the place called him, except for the waitress.

Now, as for the waitress, Peaches, well... some of the names she called him I can't repeat here. I think I heard her call him Big Al once or twice. But she said it with such derision that it fell off her tongue like a bad piece of meat she was trying to spit out. To me he was just a geezer, a hash slinger. I'll just call him the Fat Man.

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