All tagged Peter Kremidas
The President of The United States pushed them together into a little crumb hill as I spoke. “So, okay,” I replied, “just so we are clear, sir, are you suggesting that I provide you with a photograph of how our allies feel about us—”
“In the future.” he finished for me.
“In the future.”
Later, Mark asked me what I thought of his DJ set. This was long past me being fed up, so I told him the truth as delicately as one can tell someone that they were awful. Mark told me he had a gun, then threatened to kill me for “talking shit.” He was serious. I told him, I shit thee not, that he’d have to fucking aim at me first. That was not a nice thing to say, nor smart. But I did.
No I am not afraid of him reading this.
It's too long.