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"Your shrimp cocktail", wide ass. (Haiku) by Bachus

The poor waitor's stare. Making love to my shell fish. Moist crotchless napkin. Butter & Lemons. The squirt of hot cocktail sauce. A wafer thin mint.

scitz 4-Jun-03/9:26 AM
Ahh and line 2, yes I recall a japanese waiter in a sushi bar with 3 fingers 'making love to my fish' too, he made so much more effort than the others.

Hmm yes I feel a 'fortune cookie moment' coming on.




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