Frankie McCafferty
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
No, too much.
According to this, she died of a Tuesday.
Phyllis laughs.
This is her favourite joke.
Cortland rolls his eyes in the mirror.
He gives up on the cutting of the eyebrow hair and switches to the easier job of shaving himself with his electric razor.
Ah, Cortland, Cortland, you'll never guess who's dead.
This could go on all day.
Just tell him, Phyllis.
Courtland comes out of the en suite, razor in hand.
Not too soft and not too rough.
And in between one.
She only hit him once with the back of her hand on the shoulder.
I was there.
I saw everything.
Cortland washes his pink pudgy face in the wash hand basin and applies two stinging, refreshing, zinging splashes of a cheap cedarwood cologne.
He gets dressed.
Shirt, trousers, plain brown comfortable shoes.
He goes downstairs and feeds the dog.
The dog is happy to see him as he is every day of the up early, never take a day off day of the every bloody day working week.