It fucking sucked.The post--though it was an impromptu "yarn"--made me {or the author, the narrator} look like a complete boob. Complete.
I had second thoughts about the picture. The pikshur. That pikshur made me look like an uncomprehending ass. I remember sitting for the picture. My expression was done for effect. For the Slingblade effect. I think I nailed it.
This is the thing about blogs: They are verbal--binary--diarrhea. They slop loud and hard and then they are flushed away. I would like to flush the last post away, but...no. I wrote it.
I wrote it.
I'll agree with the last post on one issue: TV sucks ass. It also sucks out bwanes. {Brains.} TV makes a person flooooooooooooooo-oh through four damned hours. Where did the Time go?!
It went in the Beast's belly. I am Him.
I am the Beast.
--goodnightnow--
5 comments:
Some things are just sketches and mental exercise, you know? There's no boobery judgment.
I'll agree about TV. You know I love it, I watch it, but man can it consume more hours than we realize.
Good night, sleep tight. xoxox
Love to you, sis! =o)
Xs; Os.
TV, for the most part... big hairy donkeys, you know?
I kind of liked the last one, but I also thought Rocky IV should have won the Best Picture Oscar, so you might not want to rely on my judgment.
lol... "boobery judgement"
Sully: What you write, I listen to it. You are a sage man, my friend.
Lexi: LOL, indeed. "Boobery judgement." It sounds damned Seinfeldian, you know? =) Love you, sis.
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