The Pork Store
Over the weekend I went to the Pork Store.
Yes. It's called the Pork Store. An old Italian
deli where I buy stuff. Like bacon.
The guy behind the counter said,
"Damn. What magazine you in!"
I paused and said, "It's a new magazine.
Maybe you've heard of it. It's called, 'I Just
Woke Up and Haven't Brushed My Hair. "
He laughed. The other guy behind the counter
said, "Damn, That must be a good magazine!"
After a few moments of long, deep eye contact
my eyes darted between the two guys, "Um.
Why. What magazine are you guys in? And by
the way can I order some bacon or what?"
They laughed and one guy said, "Now your