Carny

CarnyI woke up screaming and kicking, catching the ride boy in the ribs with the toe of my boot (which I had not bothered to take off), and when the toe of the boot struck him just below the armpit, he screamed, too, and that caused the lot lady he was rolled in the blanket with to scream--and there the three of us were, thrashing about in my Dodge van, driven stark raving mad on a crash from Biphetamine 20s (a wonderfully deadly little capsule that, taken in sufficient quantities, will make you...