I was early so I just sat in a couch in the lobby and looked at the girls. I love whistling, it could kill you. Finally old Sally started coming up the stairs so I went down to meet her. She looked marvellous, and I told her we her going seeing the Lunts.
After the show some guy called the Lunts angels, angels for Chrissake, that killed me. We then decided to go skating. The funny thing was, when we were there we were the worst skaters on the ice. The skates hurt like hell so after a while he got off.
I told her if it wasn’t for he I would probably be in the woods or some place. then I got this crazy idea and said to her that we should drive to Massachusetts and Vermont and stay in a cabin, and when we ran out of money I would get a job.
She didn’t want to and we had this argument about it. I then told he she gives me a royal pain in the ass. I know I shouldn’t off. I kept apologising but she got sore as hell and kept telling me to go away.
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