Shot down like a bullet

Shot down like a bullet.   There’s a girl in my shower two nights in a row now. She’s got great  big tits and she keeps screaming my name. Like a did something wrong. Every night she shoots me down like a bullet.   I wish I could get you out of here. I wish…

A Mug full of Muggling

The ticket stabber Wants to Make Friends.   Sitting swimming Mouths open, taking Starving Chirping for chips. Stuff your fucking mouths. There’s a mortal moment, everyone will know very intimately, whether it was worth it.   This shift is turning into a hostage crisis. We’re all going to die. I’m a shitty negotiator.    

Never trust

Never trust a man who wears a suit to the bar.    

Still Life with Art…

All my rejected <FACEBOOKBOOK FRIENDLY NOW> that’s fit to blog! Based on an awkwardly true story of me sitting in the corner of a writer’s workshop dominated by women and attended by one very young man. Take what you will about the relationships and interactions between the artistically inclined sexes in this unapologetic, objective set…