After a few drinks I told Milton I was going to go out and grab us some dinner from the Italian restaurant a few blocks over.
"Ooh!" Milton said excitedly. "I want some spaghetti! With meatballs and garlic bread!"
I nodded, "Is that all?"
"Yeah. I haven't had a good plate of spaghetti in years."
"Okay," I said, "I'll be back soon."
"Alright. I'm just going to lie here on the couch and rest my eyes," he said, starting to yawn. "I'm awfully tired."
He went out like a light.
"To best buds," I whispered and quietly closed the door...
Neville Hunt about 5 years ago
Sounds like he’s gonna get whacked before dinner!