There he was on that bus in Haiti...there was some word the natives used it had an identical sound to that word in English...but positively a different meaning...the driver was impressed so impressed that he gave him a soiled 100.00 note...and just to make it adamant...he slapped a second one into the palm of his hand ..the bill was short ..the end had been clipped off...the drver gave a hearty heart felt laugh....not bad you for a white boy.. catching that homophone....Fuck if he can remember the word now...as it escaped him.
How much gold ya got?....your never sure...
Then he dreamnt.... about picking up GOD off the side of the road... unbeknownst of course...him and his cardboard sign... going anywhere?
He mind raced over to ... stipulations and conditions section....
The then we'll love you clauses.
Ahhh I should find that picture of you in that bright and Airey
Yellow dress...
Happy go lucky....all thumbs.
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