Letters D and G are calling him.
“Put your fingers on me. Type.
(Or pluck) . Okay…push
down on me hard. Spill your brains
you crazy SOB.” And Smack laughs.
“Grunter, ” He says. “are you in
my
typewriter? ” I giggle and say:
“Yes! I’m the rain upon your
roof.”
Grunter Groupingrabber
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