For all intensive purposes, I could care less about your prostrate cancer; however, your cunning slight of hand has peeked my interest. Case and point: your deep-seeded lemons. You’ve wet my appetite; I wait with baited breath. I’d like to extract revenge (or at least some lemonade), but by in large, it’s a first-come first-serve basis, and I can’t even get a sneak peak. Guess I’ll have to make due with my messy hair.
R.L. Black is EIC of two online journals and her own writing has been published across the web and in print. Find her on twitter @rlblackauthor.