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speaker_to_customersAnother mindblowingly stupid drabble, that probably won't mean anything to anyone who doesn't remember the Sixties.
“He'd have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to want a woman like you,” Spike said softly, cupping Anya’s face in his hands. He glanced at the door nervously. “Where is the whelp, anyway?”
“He’s down at the amusement arcade,” Anya informed him. “His new obsession is pinball, and he’s very good at it. He’s beaten all the records. He ain't got no distractions, can't hear those buzzers and bells; don't see lights a flashin', plays by sense of smell. Always gets a replay, never tilts at all. That deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball.”
See Me, Hear Me
“He'd have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to want a woman like you,” Spike said softly, cupping Anya’s face in his hands. He glanced at the door nervously. “Where is the whelp, anyway?”
“He’s down at the amusement arcade,” Anya informed him. “His new obsession is pinball, and he’s very good at it. He’s beaten all the records. He ain't got no distractions, can't hear those buzzers and bells; don't see lights a flashin', plays by sense of smell. Always gets a replay, never tilts at all. That deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball.”
