Wednesday, November 15, 2006

My National Book Award Submission (Fiction Category)

He looked me straight in the eye and said, “I know someone who would kill you for a hundred bucks. I can’t really afford it, but you’re really pissing me off right now.”

“That’s too bad,” I replied. “I have a coupon that lets you have someone killed for fifty bucks. I’d give it to you if you weren’t being such a jerk right now.” Then I just watched the look on his face as he tried to decide if he should be nice to me for a bit, in order to get the coupon, or if he should just storm off and overdraw his bank account.

He chose the nice option and a couple hours later I was dead.

3 comments:

Dr. K said...

Rest in Peace

Anonymous said...

Hey, I recently dicovered your blog and it made laugh so keep write more often! btw, congratulations on your WGA nom.
-A

v.DANGER said...

A:

Thanks on both counts.

I've enjoyed your work in the alphabet.

Vali