Loser's Guide
Loser's Guide
Loser's Guide to Life
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
“How come — what are all these photographs of dog shit? Kenny? Can anyone — ”
Kenny said:
“I don't know. You sent me out there with a camera, an expensive one, and you said, you know — ”
Everyone thought about what had been said. Everyone was, quite apparently, tryng to remember what, if anything, had happened at the indicated time. Everyone wanted to exchange glances. But no one did.
“What did I say?”
What did he say? Who knows? Long time ago. A week, at least.
“I've forgotten.”
“I don't think I said, ‘Take pictures of dog shit’. Did I? That's not something I would say.”
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