| « That Pot of Gold | Buhang Rears Its Bloody Head Again » |
"This Is America."
09/27/08
"This Is America."
"Will we go soon? I don't want to be late."
I look at Good Man. "Half the time, in Korea, you were still asleep when you were supposed to be at my apartment."
Good Man gives me a half grin. "Yeah, but...um..." He stares at the ceiling, thinking.
I know what he's thinking, so I say it. "'Yeah, but, um, this is America. Not Korea.'"
Good Man cocks his forefinger and points it at me. "Yeah, you are right!"
"I know you."
Comment feed for this post
