Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Desiring Toast
Rex couldn't get warm
in the new house.
He brought back the
heating engineers, and
they assured him that
the system was almost
double what was needed.
An old aunt contributed
her heavy quilt depicting
World's Fair scenes.
Bundled in this, he met his
medical team in the steaming
den.
They ruled out this and that
disease, and came up with nothing.
His girlfriend could've helped, but
she was doing the final sales push
for Delphinium Acres, staring
at 490,000.
Finally, Chuckie Blitiz, the absolute
joker in everything, seriously showed
him the ad that frigid evening.
Enjoys sex with wild abandon! Sustained.
A certain Rosa Destiny.
Well, pondered Rex. In the name of Therapy...
The Sustained did it.
Labels: cold, cold problem, frigid, sexual warmth, therapy, warmth
Saturday, October 18, 2014
The Place of Coffee and Enactment
Misty complains that Rudolph is not getting
Buck right.
Misty:
He’s all four-letter words!
Rudolph:
It’s acting. We suggest. If it’s one f-word
after the other, it’s too disgusting.
Misty:
Yeah it is! That’s him!
Darla steps in and plays Buck. She’s withering!
Rudolph:
Wow! Hidden fires.
Darla:
I suppose. I do fury!
The judge has decreed that Buck come in later
and watch the DVD. He sits like a librarian.
Buck:
A broad as me? How chick-flick!
Rudolph:
You’ll hafta watch it again and again if you don’t
say something positive.
Buck:
She uglier than I am.
But Buck does offer to play a part in the next psychodrama. He’s assigned sex-addict Carly. Really shimmies, even grabbing Rudolph by the crotch.
Rudolph:
Ouch! Don’t get carried away!
Buck:
We can be. Together.
In this tender moment, news comes that Rhonda has missed this performance to buy a gun!
Misty:
So what? It’s a Right To Shoot State!
But Darla inquires on her cell, finding out
it’s a gift to Rhonda’s mother for Mothers’ Day.
Buck:
So sweet! Like you!
Darla:
Stick to Rudolph, you pig!
Now Misty informs Buck that if he didn’t clean up
his act right now, she’d...!
Buck:
You’ll get Rhonda’s mother to shoot me, or Rudolph to blow me!
Rudolph:
You’re sub-human!
Buck:
You’ll love it! Ask Misty about my humongous package!
More Words follow, and Buck destroys the furniture. Cops get there, and him in a
choke-hold, and he squeaks out:
I’m innocent! They’re the criminals! Breaking up
loving relationships!
Misty has a change of heart then, hitting one
of the cops.
Buck:
See?
Labels: guns, love, manners, psychodrama, relationships, sex, therapy, violence
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Disgusting Acts
-She finds the act disgusting.
-Thus can a flatly uninteresting woman have an opinion.
-He's finds it quite the opposite.
-And the zombie ladies he pays have no opinions at all.
-At any rate...they’re going to therapy.
-He gives, she gives. They're discharged slightly more adult.
-Going to one of these Point of Agreement guys. They start
the couple with a point of agreement and spend hours on that
before any problem thrashed around.
-With those two, the agreeable ground is Right Wingnut Politics.
-How'd you know?
-Just a wonky guess. Listen, I'm a few beats behind the field:
Who's champion there presently?
-He calls himself “Pure-O the Constitution Man.”
-Does he now?
-She finds the act disgusting.
-Thus can a flatly uninteresting woman have an opinion.
-He's finds it quite the opposite.
-And the zombie ladies he pays have no opinions at all.
-At any rate...they’re going to therapy.
-He gives, she gives. They're discharged slightly more adult.
-Going to one of these Point of Agreement guys. They start
the couple with a point of agreement and spend hours on that
before any problem thrashed around.
-With those two, the agreeable ground is Right Wingnut Politics.
-How'd you know?
-Just a wonky guess. Listen, I'm a few beats behind the field:
Who's champion there presently?
-He calls himself “Pure-O the Constitution Man.”
-Does he now?
Labels: Constitution, relationship, sex, therapy, wingnut
