Saturday, August 04, 2012
In a Down Time
-So fuckin bored I’m watching Hitler’s Hemorrhoids
on The History Channel.
-They bleeding yet?
-After the commercials: Gold and Testosterone.
-Get yourself a golden dick?
-That wouldn’t help. No woman wants a loser,
no matter how shiny his penis.
-I’ll come over after work. We’ll go to a ballgame.
-Yeah and sit in the lonely bachelors’ section.
-It’s a condition we can’t help.
-At least you work.
-You’re unemployed in a lousy time. Hardly your fault.
-Yes it is! As is most of the trouble in the world!
-That’s grandiosity. We’re merely extras in
a rotten movie.
-Maybe we’ll be discovered. Become stars!
-By who?
-The crazy faggot director! Who else?
-Why chance it? Our fame will carry a cost worst
than death!
-Well you are a pretty boy, Floyd.
-Ever tell you how much you resemble Ma Barker?
Labels: bachelors, depression, gold, testosterone, unemployment
