Sunday, May 26, 2013
The Future of Misery
Biff and Carol went on to the film, even though it
wasn't Leonardo DiCaprio, but the fellow looked
like him.
The other couple wouldn't, she insisting, even though
Carol informed them of glowing reviews online.
Well, that'd be the last time to go out with those two!
At work he seemed scattered and worried, and she was
a mule growing up and had gotten worse.
Carol told him that at the Fourth Street Club everyone
begged off any committee she was on.
At bedtime--they had skipped beers at Lefty n' Lil’s
because of the sour mood. Which the lame film
didn't help...
ANYWAY, Carol told him it was bad luck to talk about
another couple's troubles. But they couldn’t help it:
those two being a trainwreck heading for a
bigger one!
Biff's final thought before brushing his teeth--
taking a very long time to do it in hopes the
subject would die--"You know, in the old days
that kind of woman just made the whole town
miserable, but now with the internet...?
Biff and Carol went on to the film, even though it
wasn't Leonardo DiCaprio, but the fellow looked
like him.
The other couple wouldn't, she insisting, even though
Carol informed them of glowing reviews online.
Well, that'd be the last time to go out with those two!
At work he seemed scattered and worried, and she was
a mule growing up and had gotten worse.
Carol told him that at the Fourth Street Club everyone
begged off any committee she was on.
At bedtime--they had skipped beers at Lefty n' Lil’s
because of the sour mood. Which the lame film
didn't help...
ANYWAY, Carol told him it was bad luck to talk about
another couple's troubles. But they couldn’t help it:
those two being a trainwreck heading for a
bigger one!
Biff's final thought before brushing his teeth--
taking a very long time to do it in hopes the
subject would die--"You know, in the old days
that kind of woman just made the whole town
miserable, but now with the internet...?
Labels: internet, Leonardo DiCaprio, marital, misery, movie, pig-headed
Thursday, July 07, 2011
Country
-You're finished with your tramps then?
-More like they finished me.
-Now you show up here!
-Not a one could find that spot on my neck you massage.
-Never mind that! There are spots and there are spots.
-Don't we know it!
-Stop this stuff! Not a prayer for you here. Not anymore!
-My crap is in the car.
-Well, leave it there.
-Been sleeping in it.
-Where's that old violin Grandpa played? God rest his soul.
Well, go back and play a solo for your whores.
-You talk like a hard woman, but I know better.
-The last time was the last time. I...
-Don’t cry. That hurts more than anything.
-Let me relieve the pain. And don’t let the door
hit you in the ass!
-Don't think I got much of a one left.
-I know. Nobody can cook out there either. Just fuck!
-Not that either. I just...went crazy.
-Uh huh. Well...
-My junk is in the car.
-That's where I came in.
-When I came in, was the prettiest girl...
-And look at me now!
-Can't stop.
-You're finished with your tramps then?
-More like they finished me.
-Now you show up here!
-Not a one could find that spot on my neck you massage.
-Never mind that! There are spots and there are spots.
-Don't we know it!
-Stop this stuff! Not a prayer for you here. Not anymore!
-My crap is in the car.
-Well, leave it there.
-Been sleeping in it.
-Where's that old violin Grandpa played? God rest his soul.
Well, go back and play a solo for your whores.
-You talk like a hard woman, but I know better.
-The last time was the last time. I...
-Don’t cry. That hurts more than anything.
-Let me relieve the pain. And don’t let the door
hit you in the ass!
-Don't think I got much of a one left.
-I know. Nobody can cook out there either. Just fuck!
-Not that either. I just...went crazy.
-Uh huh. Well...
-My junk is in the car.
-That's where I came in.
-When I came in, was the prettiest girl...
-And look at me now!
-Can't stop.
Labels: country, country music, infidelity, marital, rural
