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friday refrains · jill mcdonough encore

Friday 4 April 2008 | I like a cookie

BREASTS LIKE MARTINIS
The bartender at Caesar’s tells jokes we’ve heard a hundred times.
A shoelace walks into a bar, for example. I whisper
Sarah Evers told me that joke in sixth grade and Josey says
My brother Steve, 1982. A whore, a midget, a Chinaman,
nothing we haven’t heard. Then a customer asks
Why are breasts like martinis? and they […]

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