From Dogger Gatsby’s Oblique Notebook
All at once, there she was, all innocent twat and twaddle, as usual, then she went off with a friend of mine. The next time I saw her, she couldn’t walk straight or talk right or keep from grinning or refrain from flipping the hem of her skirt back and forth, so was I really out of line to just assume he’d drilled her? I know my phraseology isn’t very nice, but they looked disgustingly happy. Just push my nose in the dirt, thank you, and don't bother me if I say Fuck This or Fuck That!
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I guess I should mention that this blog turned 20 years old last month.
It’s true that I haven’t been writing much for the past few years, but then
you hav...
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