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Nah, that’s all bullshit. There ain’t no gaps in no ozone. The extreme leftists made it up so we’d be dependent on foreign oil instead of drilling in the US. Bastards. Yea. It’s the hottest day of the year. Every time it’s hot, people think the ozone is gone. Every time it’s cold, they think the Earth’s going away from the sun. Sometimes it’s just the fucking weather people and it ain’t our fault. Morons. &nb...
Thank you journal? What the fucking hell good would that do? Oh, yeah. That’s gotta be the solution. You know as a CEO, I don’t have enough shit on my plate, let’s add more? How long have you beend a shrink? Sorry. Psychiatrist? And you still think a gratitude log would help me? What? A story? No, I don’t want a sthory, I want to stop feeling like shit.  ...
Wow. This is an interesting AANR event, almost surreal. Wait, maybe the reader doesn’t know what AANR is. It’s the American Association of Nude Recreation. But, this AANR is different, weird different. The rules are gone. Nobody’s using towels. And there’s an unspoken rule that people shouldn’t touch each other unless they’re related. But, people are touching, like crazy. It’s also unusual to have alcoh...
Is somebody going to say it? Come on? Anybody? Yes, I realize it’s a holy word, the one and only true name of G-d, but somebody’s got to say it eventually. Yes, I realize you can only say it in context, like the name of the Scottish Play by William Shakespeare. No, that word is unholy and should never be spoken, except in context of the play. Just like the word you won’t say of G-d, nobody says the name of the Scottish Play.  ...
That doesn’t make sense. Can’t be. Someone’s playing a practical joke. There is no evidence of extraterrestrial life. It’s bullshit and a waste of tax dollars. Yes, I realize it was captured on an advanced digital camera, but I don’t believe in aliens. I’ve debunked all the bullshit tv shows. Alien saucers in the window are reflections of the chandelier in the window. Noises peo...
No shit Small brown dog enters from stage right and goes to front stage center. The dog (named Ralph) looks at the audience and waves his right paw. (Pause for audience response). Then, the tech person plays a recording of a small girl saying in a sad voice: Gloria: Geraldo. Come here, girl. Where are you? I got a yummy treat if you come to Mommy. Come here, Geraldo. (Gloria whistles a call to G...
I feel like fucking Cinderella in her step-mother’s home. Who gives a shit about cleaning. This stupid company and motherfucking Uncle Sam do because “we want to keep the residents safe and dirty isn’t safe”. Bastards. They can come and make a surprise visit anytime they want and do a mandatory inspection for our safety. It’s bullshit. If I had my own home, nobody would bother me. Assholes. They need a clear pathw...
Nope. I don’t believe it. Everything was fine before I saw that China man, then he screwed up everything. No, I didn’t. That’s all bullshit. I never had a heart attack. If I’d had a heart attack, my left arm would have hurt. I would’a had angina. None of that happened. I was fine before the China man put me under and did God only knows what when I was on anesthesia. No, I do...
Because this is the only way you’ll learn. No, no buts. . . You’ve tried videos from the library, we’ve tried private lessons, we’ve tried everything else, but looks like I’ll have to teach you step by step, forget the pun. Crap. See, I’ve never been no good at dancing. I been told I got two left feet, told to stop stepping on the lady’s toes, I been told I ain’t got no sense of rhythm, I fall down on the floor (not break dancing), and dancing be something I ain’...
We get there. It’s nothing special, but we didn’t want special, we wanted something we could both afford. This motel room costs $120 a night, but it’s away from Atlanta and it’s away from where each of us live. I look around, her suitcase is on the suitcase rack and mine’s on the floor. I hear the toilet flush and hear her zipping her zipper and pulling up her pants. She comes out with a 3x X-files T-shirt and xl shorts. She’s Caucasian, not...
I’m from the tv show, “Cheaters.” My name is Bob with two O’s. You’ve never seen me on the show and I suppose technically I’m not a cast member, but I work all the time for “cheaters” and they pay me well. But I’m still not on the credits. See, I’m a P I, private investigator, and “Cheaters” hires me all the fucking time to find out who’s fucking whom and to send this tv show proof. But, this couple is weird. Well, I’ve never met...
I’m a bookworm, a bookaholic, I have a paper nose. I use my pick up lines at the library, not bars. I decided to start with the A authors in the fiction section. Fiction is alphabetized by authors’ last names. So, I start with Douglas Adams ‘ Hitchhiker’s trilogy, which is five books. My sixth grade teacher always told me to read the book before watching the movie(s). Then, as I’m sure you know, it gave “the meaning of life, the universe, and ever...
“So, there are no more deductibles. The dividends aren’t big enough and we’re totally fucked. Damn it. Yes, I understand falsifying records would be a felony, but . . . I understand that. Well, is it possible to set up a structured settlement with the I R S? A lawyer? No, I don’t want an attorney. You’re a C P A, why can’t you fix it? Yes, I know there are back taxes, but I thought your results were guaranteed? Gua...
Fuck. Goddamn it. Motherfucker. Fuck. I need this job and I’ve done this in other states and they give a shit about promptness. Move morons. I honk my horn again. I got in the middle motherfucking lane. Stupid. Son-of-a-bitch. If I’d kept in the right or left lane I could speed on the shoulders of the fucking road and sneak back in. I need this stupid job to pay rent, put food on the god...
Heaven and Hell. That should be the name of these two cities: Heaven in and Hell. See in the one I’m allowed to earn money, in the other I lose benefits if I make a dime. In one, I can get married and have kids, in the other, I lose food if I do this. Forget about the U D H R, benefits take that away, but in the city outside this country, I don’t have to worry about these benefits, I can live the American dream, but ...
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