Sunday, October 3, 2010

Sans Souci

“You should see her in trousers”, he said.
“Aah, the darling girl!”
“She looks so good in them; you’d piss away your dreams to have her”
“Wow. I bet you’ve seen her without them too, right?”
“Well…”, he purred like a milk-fed kitten, “let’s just say I sold my soul, one dollar at a time to get her there.”
“Totally worth it! So where do you plan to sleep tonight?”
The former is response-less, he melts into his scotch with unfailing dignity and smiles.
"Sans souci..."

“What can I do? What can I be?
When I'm with you I want to stay there
If I'm true I'll never leave
And if I do I know the way back”
- The Beatles

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