Turniej Pokemon

john3859

'I
know.
'
The only relief comes with Palmyra; she musses my hair and slips me a Twinkie. Finally
at
two o'clock
the pastor goes into the prize tent with Mr Lechuga.
'Bless you all for supporting our market
' a loudspeaker blares. Clumps of people move
towards the tent. You can see Mom
Lally
George
and Betty on the far side of the lawn
mooching
by Leona's champagne stand. You can't actually see Leona
but you know she's there because Mom
throws back her head when she laughs.
'And now
' says Gibbons
'the moment you've all been waiting for–the grand prize draw [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!'
Everybody turns towards the tent. My window opens.
'Hey dude [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!' I call a passing kid
of the kind that can't close their lips over their braces
like
they have a fucken radiator grille for a mouth or something. 'Wanna job for an hour?'
The kid stops
looks me up and down. 'Not in a freakin dress I don't.'
'It ain't a dress
duh. Anyway
you don't have to wear it
just mind these cakes awhile.'
'How much you payin?'
'Nothing
you get a commission on sales.'
'Flat or indexed?'
'Indexed to what?' Like
the kid's onyilai:
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