Monthly Archives: July 2013


“Why yes, I thought I recognised your face!” intoned fragrant fiduciary flesh, rattling finger-graffiti on the desk. Her eyes balloon, fluttering flash-lashes and throbbing heart cartoons. I kraken, contorting tentacles into tactical facsimile of smiles. Projecting personability, my beard spells “swoon” and eyebrows threaten potential suitors still based in...