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BookGlutton author Matt Sumell presented by msumell
ORIGINAL WORK ON BOOKGLUTTON.COM BY Matt Sumell
Sparkles Licks Puddles of Cola 
“MY BROTHER bet me five hundred dollars she wouldn’t make it past December. I accepted and won—Grandma died January 3rd....
“MY BROTHER bet me five hundred dollars she wouldn’t make it past December. I accepted and won—Grandma died January 3rd....
Donny
“OUTSIDE, in the gravel and weed parking lot, near a log that means Don’t go any further or you’ll drive into the bay, I said, “Donny, Donny, Donny wake up, wake up Donny, Donny wake up, Donny, Donny, Donny you’re a mailman…” and then I kicked him, gently, in the ribs. ...
“OUTSIDE, in the gravel and weed parking lot, near a log that means Don’t go any further or you’ll drive into the bay, I said, “Donny, Donny, Donny wake up, wake up Donny, Donny wake up, Donny, Donny, Donny you’re a mailman…” and then I kicked him, gently, in the ribs. ...
Eat the Milk
“FOR MY BROTHER’S twenty-fourth birthday I bought him a little plastic horsey doll that came with a little plastic orange comb so you could little plastic orange comb its mane and tail and shiny coat, but before I could mail it to him my grandmother peeled the medicinal transdermal patch off her body and ate it. ...
“FOR MY BROTHER’S twenty-fourth birthday I bought him a little plastic horsey doll that came with a little plastic orange comb so you could little plastic orange comb its mane and tail and shiny coat, but before I could mail it to him my grandmother peeled the medicinal transdermal patch off her body and ate it. ...
