Crash Test Bandit Sister
Goulet
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Dear Becky,
I remember when we went to church and held hands together under the pews and you were sweaty and sweat and you tasted like cotton candy later that afternoon when we played in your driveway. Remember we burnt those ants with a magnifying glass and then you made me feel bigger and bigger and big until you swallowed the sky and felt sick from eating too much porridge pie. There are too many bells and too many bombs and too many bees sinking their teeth into my backside for the fun of being BIGtime and for the fun of watching the Grand Canyon form. Do you think it took a long time? Longer then the life of Adam and Eve even? it has been so long, though, since I've noticed how your hair fell across your face and how your lips felt on the edge of the Pinto Wagon in my driveway when you kissed the metal bumper and stuck and cry and bled. I think I was wearing mittens that day and that's why I wasn't so much of a help or so much of a fantastic person. By the Way, do you ever fantasize about anything? I like balloons and baskets and barges. Also I like thinking I'm bigger then Jesus, but that's just for me to know. And this is for you to know: I'm pretty sure that it begins now.
Signed,
Albert Fredrick Button
I remember when we went to church and held hands together under the pews and you were sweaty and sweat and you tasted like cotton candy later that afternoon when we played in your driveway. Remember we burnt those ants with a magnifying glass and then you made me feel bigger and bigger and big until you swallowed the sky and felt sick from eating too much porridge pie. There are too many bells and too many bombs and too many bees sinking their teeth into my backside for the fun of being BIGtime and for the fun of watching the Grand Canyon form. Do you think it took a long time? Longer then the life of Adam and Eve even? it has been so long, though, since I've noticed how your hair fell across your face and how your lips felt on the edge of the Pinto Wagon in my driveway when you kissed the metal bumper and stuck and cry and bled. I think I was wearing mittens that day and that's why I wasn't so much of a help or so much of a fantastic person. By the Way, do you ever fantasize about anything? I like balloons and baskets and barges. Also I like thinking I'm bigger then Jesus, but that's just for me to know. And this is for you to know: I'm pretty sure that it begins now.
Signed,
Albert Fredrick Button
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