Location: Montreal

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

drunken palmistry

previously this week at a local watering hole i found myself sitting at a table with two young women. one claimed to be an actress, the other a certified palm-reader. "read away," said i. she examined my hands with much scrutiny, holding them close to her face, explaining my 'lines', tracing them with her fingertips. she told me much about my life that she could not have known, and all from just studying my palms. one thing she did not tell me was how often i masturbate.
i think she knew.
the woman studies palms for christ's sake. she knew.
i could see it in her smile.


Post a Comment

<< Home