part 325.3 of a novel: outside 7-11

Sometimes there are people outside of 7-11 with Styrofoam cups and they say things like, “I know this guy with a Hitler mustache and a very tiny dick and I think he goes to my dentist because my dentist has this ring that looks like a swastika, but he never shows it to me when I ask and instead will say things like, ‘Now let’s talk about this gum problem you got.’ You see, I got this really bad gum problem. I think I need reconstructive surgery and I’d really appreciate if you could give me a few cents and help me out.” I always give six cents. When I leave I always make sure I have six cents to give to the people outside of 7-11.

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