Threepence

"Threepence," said Smith, but was instantly jostled by a violent nudge from Gosse.

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There was an image: The midget Jimmy Threepence babysitting an infant girl who was nearly half as tall as him straight out of the womb.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

There was an image: The midget Jimmy Threepence babysitting an infant girl who was nearly half as tall as him straight out of the womb.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

He threw his arms up into the air and hopped back over to his card game, past Jimmy Threepence, back into the smoky, never-ending night.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

Jimmy Threepence—that crazy-damned-drunken-midget—was there in the middle of it all, too, bellowing out his old English drinking songs.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

He thumped his chest like an orangutan and screamed out above the jukebox and Jimmy Threepence singing there in the middle of the barroom like he was on a stage.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

He threw his arms up into the air and hopped back over to his card game, past Jimmy Threepence, back into the smoky, never-ending night.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

Jimmy Threepence absolutely loved that song and he sang it out loudly whenever the spirits moved him to sing.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

Jimmy Threepence came waddling into the bar whistling an old English drinking song, smoking a cigarette.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009

Jimmy Threepence tended to break into old English drinking ballads late at night at the Badlands Saloon and he sounded great to my ears, if a little bit forced.

The Dadlands Saloon Jonathan Twingley 2009