he himself jerked as he notices it and have that suddenly wistful look on his face.
He explained that he did not even know that the tatoo was there, he said that he awoke that morning with a slight itch and pain on his shoulder and that he was out drinking the previous night.
Somewhere between the sixth and seventh bottle a ditsy blonde had appeared in front of him...he smiled sexily for a minute, as if enjoying a particular memory...Suddenly he rights himself and looks at me. I mean, really looks at me. Peers into my face and says.."It was you, wasnt it? Yeah, I'd remember that hair anywhere"I touched my Bozo the Clown hair self-consciously. But I had been home, preparing tasty fish thingies for my favourite cat charity...
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