she will survive the revolution, I reckon
JETT: How old are those Doritos, anyway?
TESS: They still taste good.
JETT: THAT’S NOT THE QUESTION I ASKED.
I shouldn’t be so damn persnickety. I remember some of the crazy shit I subsisted on in my (broke, broke, I was an adult and supporting myself, so very broke) college days. Also? That spate of months when I was a kid where we made it solely on mustard sandwiches roughly every other day. Funny, my father was intent on making us survivors before he left, but his leaving did more toward that end than he knows.
Thanks, Henry. Just because I don’t speak to you doesn’t mean that I don’t think there were valuable things that you contributed to my life.







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