The church bells loudly clanged in the square, but within their heads echoed a clambering GONG, GONG, GONG …. The sidewalk huggers, who lay there from the fire’s poison, held their ears as a vice might help. Hoping to stop the cacophony of noise, as they lay in their own vomit.
Then ~ Though not entirely innocent, became happy, to know, that I had become, the designated driver….BJ
Happy New Year 2015, and may New Year 2016 find you sitting by a cozy flame, tea-totaling.