When I was a boy I made up my mind to go forth into the world and prosper... I started out with nothing.. and through decades of hard work and dedication.. I still have most of it left...
I can't believe I missed this one chef.. but then.. I'm older and not as quick in my step as I used to be.. after reading your comments the only thing that comes to mind is.. will you marry me?
you don't get over it.. you live with it.. some days it hurts less than others.. but always.. it hurts..
Having lived in California since 1971.. I can tell you that the best way to see California is in your rearview mirror.. it is overcrowded.. under serviced.. over taxed.. unlivable with most single incomes.. and despite being the 5th largest economy IN THE WORLD!!! is still damn near bankrupt.. oh.. and don't forget earthquakes.. dropping off into the ocean.. and did I mention.. OVERCROWDED?.. commute traffic is ALL DAY.. not just morning and evening.. and lastly.. it has the highest rate of unemployment.. but hey.. we have beaches...
Mayberry RFD... a much simpler time and place.. I bet Andy and Opie and Barney and Aunt Bee are still there..
hell.. I get aroused when someone pours me a cup of coffee.. throw in a shave and we're in for about 4 hours of hot pig sex...
I think in this day and age of technology people want their information fast and furious.. the art of reading a book has become secondary to text speak.. a page and a half explanation of seduction has been reduced to "he fucked her".. as for myself.. not that anyone notices.. I tend to write in short bursts of thought.. now.. I.. leave.. you.. with.. that.. thought..
I'll be chef's groupie... lol..
If you read it backwards it sounds like Satan talking.. your name was mentioned WMM...
We were very poor in my youth.. probably white trash at the time.. when I was 6 years old we lived in Indianapolis, Indiana.. I can remember the only shoes I had were canvas keds which were ripped and had holes.. the laces basically held them together.. I had to walk to school and the snow was still wet and slushy.. the teacher made me sit on her desk while she rubbed my feet.. I can remember all of the other kids laughing and I hated her for that.. it wasn't until years later that I thought of the kindness and love for her to rub a cold poor boys feet.. that's what I remember.. true story...
sure.. but take away their good lucks.. fame.. fortune.. what do you have left... oh yeah... me....
ahhhh Nic.. you are the ringleader of an amazing circus.. all this entertainment for the price of a single ticket.. where do I get the popcorn?
Geez.. that was just evil.. love it...
Tiger Woods is a young good-looking billionaire athlete who travels the world in his own private jet... who wouldn't fuck him? Hell.. he can do me if he hangs a pre-nup on the bedpost..
born in Indiana.. raised in Texas.. live in California..
topic.. arousal heat index.. and effort by the author to engage me...
everyone must hate the dickens out of my dot-dots.. but hey.. call me at 1-800-eatshit.. leave a message.. what I've learned over a few years of higher learning is that it is the space between the words that's more important.. not so much what fills 'em up..
I guess I better stop complaining.. sounds like I'm getting far more sex than I realized...
actually.. I am a government worker.. and you left out the part about having automatic deposit of my checks.. I don't even have to go into the office.. but I would appreciate it if you all would pay your taxes on time this year.. I'm due for a big raise...
An awful lot of saber rattling and jousting within a very clear situation.. when you are in someone elses house.. you do as they ask and say thank you for the courtesy of an explanation.. thank you Nic...
I have wings.. hell yes I'd hit it.. all the way to next week...
Granted.. Gerard Butler is tied up in your bed.. but so are you.. and Shameless just walked in with a billy goat...
I wish I could start over..