This venue is my way to reach out and stay in touch with friends. Hopefully, with the grace of luck and some harmless trickery, I might be able to make some new ones.
I have recently rekindled a love I thought was lost a long ago - and that is writing. For reasons I do not know, it has sprung back with a fury and a vengeance. I am grateful to all who have taken the time to read my autobiographical short stories. These are stories which capture the love and the humor for which I grew up in. I write these stories as a testament to my parents but I share them with you, my dear friends.
I have little concern for what your ethnic, cultural or spiritual background is. You will not be judged for anything more than your ability to be a human being with a grand soul. If you can't be a human being - if your purpose is to cause pain and discord - then I will come at you like a rabid badger.
Diversification is fine, for we are all part of the same race.... the Human Race.
Franken_Thosny: Mr. Cat Got High
The catnip was on the table alone... so I decided to get high
I huffed in catnip dust and started to whine
My head was really buzzed but realized I couldn't get enough
I wanted to get high. I needed that high....OMG I'm so HIGH
I saw a birdy thru the window and I wanted to play
He chirped at me through the screen and said "No fucking Way!"
I thought he was really cute but remembered that I had to puke
Because I was high....I really am high....I'm so freaking high
Dad caught me in the kitchen, stuffing my face
He yelled at me for being... a fucking disgrace
He asked if I had enough. I said this was no time for tough love
I wanna get high. I need to get high. Just give me my HIGH!
Franken_Thosny: I hate posting anything political but this is more of a question ...
Am I the only one that sees an ass going up the stairs?
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