humans, he claimed to have noticed, are by no means manufactured in a solid state,
nor are their religions.
we noticed that he had had
the soup
and salad
and that there was still some left.
the pack of smokes was crumpled lay empty on the cluttered table. his Donna Karan wallet bulged from payday and hopes of getting laid, multiple times apparently. I wondered who he knew. Donna Karan? someone was either wearing cheap perfume or didnt know better than to wear powder fresh tampons. again, Donna Karan? a sure giveaway, the powder fresh scent at fifteen. old enough to talk, old enough to run that mouth.
wife in the kitchen preparing dinner with the louvre blinds open. (18 pics)
I diligently shop the Piggly Wiggly on Sundays when it's slow. they got this cashier in there, sometimes I can get her to pull down her blouse and show me her mole. other times I can chat up the (weekend) manager to get the scoop on price markups. food= 33 to 75%. toothbrushes= 175%. name brand shoelaces= 200%. they dont sell any products from Alimentitalia SRL, Kinky Medical, Hot Blonde Knitting, or Aloha from Oregon. that includes Artisan Egg Pappardelle, chocolate covered quaaludes, artificial pig's feet and crotchless onion rolls. I can get online at my musician's office, tho, so I've been to butt auction and filth bids no problem. I hear Oregon is the home of the pimento loaf.
my bad gun needs a holster.
paying attention is for squares.
that Ken Withers had a shrivelled left leg was a bit much
at the beginning, but that he insisited on heavy lifting was a bit too oleo for my taste.
astronauts being retaught lessons from
their schoolbus days. arks. my bus driver hated me and I must agree with her
on this point.
I really must insist upon being orphaned.
blonde confuses cucumber with socket wrench. (11 pics)
disfunctionally literate I was. I can throw a football
like a man, however, and long to show my stronger talents with smooth stones
against plate glass. I drink and flip pluto platters instead of doing the dishes.
I write instead of watching TV.
the tank is over half full. you guys in back, whaddya
you thinking?
think thinking
disfunctional illiterati
taught to bind myself
and to share, to bind with others
I can drink all the small martinis and high lifes I want
and then one more, I still wont know if I've gone wrong.
the old drunks watch some "jeopardy". I associate that. associate that, u asshole!
I am not against a sea change per se.
smooth stones and plate glass.
smooth stones and plate glass and rap music. and heavy metal.
smooth stones, clean thoughts, and being forced to go to church on Sundays and Wednesdays and holidays and plate glass and parking lots.
teen couple shops for bricklayers' eggs in toboggans. (19 pics) *PAY SITE*
vigorous relaxing actions (21 pics)
hope to raise one to a sweet, high call from down
the hall and measure is she playing falsely hiding Japanese paper borders and curtains telling me what to do in the form of a question. romance is jeopardy.
redhead with nice teeth chewing sugarfree gum.
tomorrow's affirmation of doubt
yestidday's
wonderment
how this used to be
(like seeing your wife with her old boyfriend naked, using your whipped cream topping?)
Mercator Piles in January...
what's it lookin' like?
what does Dr. Watson say?