three hams will thrill him

when we left spokane it was raining as usual. we stood in a doorway next to a KFC restaurant. the women with their short skirts and thin blouses since it's rarely warm here were running through the rain. in my going away party, which was so emotional for me, a belgian called kevin revealed to me that he works for a beer company and one time he had to do the paperwork after a party for eight employees. he booked 48 litres of beer. laughter sloughed out through his snout and we clinked our glasses too many times.

welcome to pensacola, florida! i like that they don't speak some kind of nonsense language here but french.