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- July 16
- President and CEO of Your Mom
- Your closet
- Smell my Paws! Does that smell like poo to you?
Writer? No way! I'm a guy with a cat who knows my passwords and likes to blog!!
Oops, I mean, I'm a cat who likes to blog.
Smell my paws!!! French prostitutes? Only on Tuesdays!! Lets cuddle!!
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Last night, I knew after the Grand Jury decision was read, there'd be looting, arson, etc. etc.
I also knew it wouldn't be "March down the street to Rich Folks' Land and burn down a $100,000 a diamond jewelry store!"
That'd be nuts! National Guard would have to be called in.… Read full post »
Fifth of December, before the world ended, not with a roar, but a soft whimper, a moan in the winter...
A young man in a dirty coat standing on the corner of the street begging for a meal, a few pennies for some beef bits, fat found in a dumpster.… Read full post »
I hiss at the mailman, I am a bully, and apparently, it's against the law!!
I growl at the cashier at Walmart, I am a bully, banned for life from Ladies' lingerie, why? Cause I wanted to try on the pantyhose!!
I am a bully.
I hiss, I growl, I… Read full post »
I was walking down the road, staring into the starry sky, wishing upon a few, just to be safe.
"I want to be rich!" and a meteor hit me in the head.
"What the heck? I said rich!"
The stars giggled.
I kept… Read full post »
The other day as I sat by my pool at my mansion in Beverly Halls, Texas or France, I forget, I remembered the "Good ole days", when I wrote every other hour on such things as monkey tuckers, brick layers, drinking Nyquil with your mom as we played checkers.
"King me!"… Read full post »
Remember tripping in the basement of that kid who always wanted to be part of something but never quite got there?
We'd go out to the park and play soccer while stoned on some pills he found in his mom's bedroom, which turned out to be birth control pills, but… Read full post »
This December will be the 2nd year since Wifey's passing. I still feel like wandering off into the darkness and never come back.
Some of you told me to go see a therapist and I decided, HEY! Why not? There's a free clinic down the street who has a former high… Read full post »
Today, I read some comments on another post. They remembered the 'Good ole days' of Open.Salon.
"2010 was the year we were all together, one great big dysfunctional family!" said one blogger, her hand on the whiskey sour she was drinking with a cow from Baltimore.
"Fuck 2010!! 2009 was… Read full post »
Over the last few (seemingly ten thousand) months, I have received tens (if not billions) of thousands email pleas for donations from different politicians and political parties.
I know it's expensive to run for office, there's the ads, the campaign travels, the bribes, the hookers and well, s… Read full post »