A visit to the Doctor – by Jay,
written by me as the ghost writer.
She has a sore shoulder.
She also suffers from bad hearing.
‘Do you consider yourself a
beast?’
‘Huh – what kind of fucking mad question is that? Only when my
boyfriend is with me.’
‘What do you think will happen next after your telephonic assessment? `
‘A cheaper WiFi connection?’
‘No, Mrs Aston. We are talking about your soldier.’
‘My soldier? He has a missing leg, I have a sore shoulder. Are you qualified for this job?’
‘Are you stripped, anxious and depreciated?’
‘What?’
‘Have you partied in such a way that your soldier could be worse off for it.’
‘My soldier is made of tin and stands on my mantlepiece. Is this a hospital or a place for the mentally insane faculty for Doctors?’
`Please rate between Beyonce and Tent, if your soldier is infecting you so much as to make you incomprehensive.
At this point in time - writing live as J tells me the story…
That’s it.
‘What do you think will happen next after your telephonic assessment? `
‘A cheaper WiFi connection?’
‘No, Mrs Aston. We are talking about your soldier.’
‘My soldier? He has a missing leg, I have a sore shoulder. Are you qualified for this job?’
‘Are you stripped, anxious and depreciated?’
‘What?’
‘Have you partied in such a way that your soldier could be worse off for it.’
‘My soldier is made of tin and stands on my mantlepiece. Is this a hospital or a place for the mentally insane faculty for Doctors?’
`Please rate between Beyonce and Tent, if your soldier is infecting you so much as to make you incomprehensive.
At this point in time - writing live as J tells me the story…
That’s it.
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