The little broken toe psychosis hymn |
The other day, he came up to me and yelled, "YOU! You, mother fucker!". I didn't reply and instead did a little dance. I whipped out the "you make me wanna believe that yesterday, when we talked about...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 20:42:00 GMT |
Stranger with long thin hair in Brooklyn |
I barely understood his dialect but I believe he said he was from Ohio. His hair was shaggy he had missed the bus. He was standing there, again, by the bench like many other occasions and remembered t...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 15:23:00 GMT |
Target |
The Kids Outside playing with cycles where disturbing the ritual of separating slices of jamon iberico. I heard the door open slowly, the smell of the ham escaping from the nostrils,the door opened sl...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 21:31:00 GMT |
the heebass Blues |
I kept hearing this noises, obviously coming from the heater, sounding like a girl having a lot of pleasure, remembering that just a moment before is was the opposite. See, I always liked to be differ...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 16:25:00 GMT |
Visiting my boss |
As the wig did not fit, did not match the hair growth from blond to amber, there was the newborn to see, the eye to squeeze to recognize the picture. As vodka prevailed, the sight of ten toes, ten fin...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 17:33:00 GMT |
Beauty salon |
I fell in love while driving about a billion miles per hour down the highway and I had to wonder how many accidental deaths of gonorrhea among the gory pictures of some artist remain; And we all know ...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 17:29:00 GMT |
johnny vs. hallmark |
life has a way of sorting itself out. love appears in the oddest of places and despair is never far behind. insanity prevails in moments like these. afterall, i can't be sure if he is going to ride hi...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Jul 2006 21:28:00 GMT |
Gaston the furious |
I would never have spoken to that woman ordinarily, but I didnt have anychoice that morning. You see, my father was a bastard. He left my motherwith 49 children in starving condition without any ginge...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Jul 2006 18:51:00 GMT |
vareij vs. armagnac |
After my flight last week, I was feeling pretty jet lag. I needed a drinkterribly. I went for a glass. Then we realized, that we were surrounded byaliens, people that could possibly see us fit into th...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Jul 2006 18:47:00 GMT |
pepolino versus poetessa |
Two weeks ago, after many beers, we where contemplating my hip bones when after much debate, started taking turns on shaving and massaging.Tam suggested that we should sing instead of telling the trut...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Jul 2006 15:05:00 GMT |
