Patrick Says

I got this in my work email account. It’s awesome. Presented in it’s entirety.

[starts here]

All he was doing was widening the axe-slash, making it open like a mouth. Pictures in 1811 “Novril, where’s the [expletive deleted] Novril?

He knew just how long because of the pen, the Flair Fine-Liner he had been carrying in his pocket at the time of the crash. easy to cheat. This memory circled and circled, maddening, like a sluggish fly. He rolled down the hall toward the bedroom door, gaining speed. “Five hundred and six dollars! “Shut up, stupid,>she hissed, and then his hands were pinned behind him, and just as he heard the click of the handcuffs, he also heard a car turning into the driveway. Ian had one moment to think again, with surpassing wonder, that he was the father of a son, and that his wife spoke from the doorway: “Hello, darling. be careful

[ends]

Great. If they were all like this, I might read them.