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Michael row the boat ashore.
kidnapped from fleakitty
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Howitzer of Enlightened Compassion.
Get yours.
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Don't Let The Green Grass Fool You.
Why does it feel like it’s so hard sometimes just to survive? Most of us are not doing what we want, just hanging around, it’s feels like our generation has always just been “hanging out” and old habits are hard to break. And we fear that we are old and getting older. We find ourselves paying attention to local news promos for prostate cancer or ( Read more... ) -
There were two guys in a boat; Pete and Repete
Pete was a bad luck charm, disguised as a good luck charm; the mutated four leaf clover or a nuclear winter. He was my best friend and all, but sometimes I wondered if was mostly because it was easier than having him as an enemy.
“The Computer Room” He said, emphasizing that this was something you only said with capital letters. He lead me into a ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes it all happens so fast. . .
Alice and I decided to go to Kentucky. I had some unfinished business there. And because she loved me and was bored with New York, she knew it was her duty to accompany me. I had regaled her with my tales of my upbringing, and I think that’s where the attraction came in. I come from circus folk, clowns mostly (except for a cousin of two who decided ( Read more... ) -
I'm not saying i didn't have a good time. . .
Okay, Went bar hoping with come co-workers last night and a hearty party of 8 was over the course of the evening whittled down to four; among them the girl i used to date. It's late into the night and we're all pretty ripped and come to the Mercury Bar. We walk in and it's crowded as hell and instead of music their playing the NCAA game. None of us ( Read more... ) -
I miss the naughty stuff.
Thanks to all those kind souls who responded to my last post; things are getting better ( Read more... )
