Ride the King’s highway, baby
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“Hello?”
“Twenty, it’s me, Dave. Dirty Dave.”
“What’s up, Dave?”
“I’m in love!!”
“Oh fuck, have you been watching Fast Times at Ridgemount High again? I thought we told you about that. If Phoebe Cates’s lawyers get wind of this-”
“No, with a real person this time”.
“Really?”
“Who is she?”
“She’s gorgeous. She’s got lovely long brown hair and a great figure and a sexy way about her. Oh yes”.
“But who is she?”
“I don’t know but I saw her on Nassau Street about an hour ago and I’m following her around town until we get to know each other better”.
“That’s not so much following as stalking, Dave. You know what the cops said about that”.
“But-”
“Let her go, Dave”.
“But-”
“Let her go”.
“Ok”.
“Turn and walk the other way”.
“I am”, he said mournfully.
“Will I ever find true love, Twenty? Be honest now”.
“No. Not a fucking chance. But I’ll buy you a pint or two this evening”.
“A pint of love?”
“Who do you think you are? Marc Almond?”
“Goodbye, Twenty. Goodbye, pal”.
*click*


