The Island Of Misfit Toys 76 (A Novel)- An Ashy Crack Head
I figured out that if you drank a cup of Vietnemese coffee sweetened with condensed milk three times a day you could simulate the behavior of an ashy crackhead.
What the hell was my problem? I couldn't put down the caffeine and the sugar. Of course the The Lusty lady was right next to Little Italy which left plenty of time for a cannoli before work. I didn't even like cannolis. It was like I was driven to quell something inside of me, something that seemed to be saying What the hell are you doing, you are not a stripper, quit now before it's too late! But if I ate flour and sugar and drank lots of caffiene I could ignore those voices. Just like Cheeze Whiz drank to ignore the voices in her head. Her demons seemed even bigger than mine. They loomed over her like a giant shadow ready to consume her if she let her guard down. As much as I admired her, I knew her baggage was heavy. How much time did she have before her baggage got too full and exploded. How much time did I have, should have been my question.
Posted by ginagold at 2/1/2010 2:09 PM 
Categories: Stripper's Corner
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Categories: Stripper's Corner
Tags: ashy crack head octopussy goddess worship the lusty lady the garage sex worker grace jones goddess larry lavan grace jones and keith haring keith haring stripping catwoman cat woman crack head Barbie doll
I hate demons. Life is weird. Did I ever tell you my candy story? On a sea of relatedness w/you here. Thanks for your comments, too.
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