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I was a freshman, and he was a senior when

  • I was a freshman, and he was a senior when I first saw him. After years of admiring from a far

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  • I finally had the courage to talk to him. As I got closer I grew more and more nervous then finally

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  • I just spat it out. a golden tooth. It wasn't how I'd planned to confess, but he bent down and picked it up. We both knew it wasn't mine.

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  • "Is this golden tooth yours?" he asked needlessly. "Yes," I lied. "Where were you the night of December 13, 1992?" he asked. "I was..." then I remembered that I forgot to lisp.

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  • I backtracked. "I wasth sthipping a sthalty dog cocktail at the Ritz bar," I successfully lisped. "And your teeth?" "All gold," I lied. "This gold tooth," he said, a couple of inch

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  • es of gin and juice still in his glass, "cost me a grand. I lost the tooth after falling from a table in the church basement where I'd been dancing. Long story. Don't ask."

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  • Ok, I won't ask said the priest. He smiled reassuringly. Internally he was so grateful to his creator that he didn't have to live through another meaningless parishoner story.

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  • But his joy didn't last long. Soon the priest was replaced by a Walruslogy Preacher, who bored him to death.

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  • Death is not even begin to actually describe how bored he really was. Then he thought am i really suppose to have these thoughts while im here. The thought of having fun and....

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  • guessing what other people mean when they express themselves in cryptic ways. In the absence of life, no verbs existed, no words could be communicated, and Death ceased to exist.

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