One summer in high school I went to see the local community theatre production of Fiddler on the Roof. My friend was in it.
It was there that I fell instantly and irrevocably in love with Blaine Jacobson. 379 more words
This drunk guy comes up to me at the bar and says, nice jacket that, and I say, thanks, it was a bargain too, only a fiver, and I wait for some other compliment, a really of surprise or something like that, but he just goes quiet and stares at my shoulder as if the secret to the jacket’s niceness is somewhere under the pads. 579 more words