17 June 2007

fail fail fail again...

''If one has not been a ronin at least seven times, he will not be a true retainer. Seven times down, eight times up."

7 Comments:

Blogger Sara said...

Oh hey and "BIN LADEN'S IN PAKISTAN!!!!!!" I haven't seen that headline in at least two weeks.

cheers dude, nice to see ya posting again.

18 June, 2007 11:56  
Blogger Middle Child said...

I am with Sara... but have to say the whole world system is so stuffed up I hope you all can grow spuds and veges etc because the way things are going its this sort of lifestyle which will preserve some of us...but Paris still gotn out of jail early...hm!

19 July, 2007 01:17  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Shorty,

Glad to see you are still in the mix. I am mellowing out more now that I am out of the bullshit. I don't hate on it, but I am sure glad that shit is over.

I hope you are well and as happy as you can be. Have a glorious, tasty beverage for all the poor bastards still sucking in Iraq, and keep on writing.

Cheers,
TBone

23 July, 2007 20:57  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Stopping by to say I hope you are doing well!

18 October, 2007 12:20  
Blogger Guts said...

Fuck you.
Love,
Guts

Guy taking a shit kills his wife by knocking her in the head with the stupid door -
by
Guts On Parade

It was one of those shits you wish you could take a picture of and send to your friends. Born of coffee and beer and cigarettes and chicken wings and the croissant you had at 11 and the chili you had last night, it was perfect. I took a drag off the one-hitter and leaned back.
WHAM! The door flies open BAM right in the fucking forehead. Fucking drunk bitch. I kick the door closed. I hear her hit the wall. Doh... Just a sound. A small sound. A sound like she'd fallen. Like a body hitting a wall. And then a sigh.
Fucking bitch. We'd been out drinking. Together, then apart, then together again. It'd been okay until the cab ride home. We got a little belligerent. It wasn't that bad, really. I thought she'd just go to sleep. That's when BAM she hit me with the fucking door. Ow. I kicked back. I was taking a shit for God's sake and I was really stoned. That’s what they don’t really get. I wasn’t even mad at her. I was pretty much over it. I just wanted her to be quiet and go to sleep.
She fell. She sighed. It was the most convincing sound I’ve ever heard. It was like, “I’m done with this, man” I expected her to come up off that floor, really hacked off, and then she’d yell at me for not helping her and I’d be stoned...
I laughed when I heard her sigh. It was the sound that everything’s okay. I wiped my ass. And washed my hands.

19 December, 2007 23:10  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi there. Been a long time, and I see you haven't posted in almost a year. It's been since Oct 2006 for me... just couldn't do it for awhile. Still, I remembered how great your writing was, and decided to check in. I might start writing again myself soon. Or maybe not. - Sarah

11 March, 2008 17:40  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dude, time to post again. Miss your writing. When's the book coming out?

16 July, 2009 19:19  

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