As I remember, it was one of those cold winter days, the sky was blue with no clouds. It was my fiftieth birthday and I was treating myself to having a lunch at a restaurant, After having a good lunch I decided to stop at the park for a bit, I didn’t walk far and was setting on a park bench, when this young girl, maybe five or six years of age, came by.
I was holding my cane in my hands and she noticed it. She ask me why I had a cane and I was telling her the reasons. She was very friendly and was asking questions faster than I could answer them. We were joking with each other and seemed to be having fun. I loved to hear her laugh as there was something about a child laughing that was soothing to a heart. After a time, I said I think I had better get along home and she said: do you really have to go. And I said do you really want me to stay? She replied: I don’t know! We joked some more and I asked if she would give me a kiss for a dollar?
She said: I have to go and off she went, I didn’t even know her name but she knew mine. It wasn’t long before two policeman, a woman and the little girl’ were coming toward me. One of the officers ask the young girl, if this was the man and she said yes. I guess I was going on a short side trip and away we went.
A few days later, the Judge sentenced me to one hundred and ten years in prison with no time off for good behavior. Well, now I only have five more years to go and the prison parole officers are telling me about all the new laws that I will have to observe, when I get out.
They say I will have to register and report all my movement, including the bath room ones, I am not allowed to have a gun, a knife, drugs, an Ipad, cell phone. A picture or magazine with girls, in my possession, any sexual items like silk panties or other female clothing. I am not allowed to use perfume, powder or make up, finger nail polish or show white teeth when I smile.
I do have to find a job, but I can not be around where there are any females. My Social Security checks were stopped some years ago. Some guy by the name of Obama, said: “I was dead and stopped payment on the checks”.
I am going to use the next few years to get a new Vocation, Guess I’ll train for several things just to be sure I can get a job, I was thinking about becoming a writer or a story teller. Then when I learned how much money a doctor or a dentist makes. I thought that would be better. The Warden said, with my long gray beard, I could be another Rip Van Wrinkle, or Santa Claus or Old Father Time, Or even like a guy called Joseph Smith.
Since then, I have learned about all that money them Senators and Congressman make, now I am going to be one of them.
But how do you get started, do you have to start at the bottom or can you start at the top? Will I have to go to a school first or do I just start telling lies? I don’t know much about telling lies, but I do know how to stretch the truth.
By; Ben R.
I was holding my cane in my hands and she noticed it. She ask me why I had a cane and I was telling her the reasons. She was very friendly and was asking questions faster than I could answer them. We were joking with each other and seemed to be having fun. I loved to hear her laugh as there was something about a child laughing that was soothing to a heart. After a time, I said I think I had better get along home and she said: do you really have to go. And I said do you really want me to stay? She replied: I don’t know! We joked some more and I asked if she would give me a kiss for a dollar?
She said: I have to go and off she went, I didn’t even know her name but she knew mine. It wasn’t long before two policeman, a woman and the little girl’ were coming toward me. One of the officers ask the young girl, if this was the man and she said yes. I guess I was going on a short side trip and away we went.
A few days later, the Judge sentenced me to one hundred and ten years in prison with no time off for good behavior. Well, now I only have five more years to go and the prison parole officers are telling me about all the new laws that I will have to observe, when I get out.
They say I will have to register and report all my movement, including the bath room ones, I am not allowed to have a gun, a knife, drugs, an Ipad, cell phone. A picture or magazine with girls, in my possession, any sexual items like silk panties or other female clothing. I am not allowed to use perfume, powder or make up, finger nail polish or show white teeth when I smile.
I do have to find a job, but I can not be around where there are any females. My Social Security checks were stopped some years ago. Some guy by the name of Obama, said: “I was dead and stopped payment on the checks”.
I am going to use the next few years to get a new Vocation, Guess I’ll train for several things just to be sure I can get a job, I was thinking about becoming a writer or a story teller. Then when I learned how much money a doctor or a dentist makes. I thought that would be better. The Warden said, with my long gray beard, I could be another Rip Van Wrinkle, or Santa Claus or Old Father Time, Or even like a guy called Joseph Smith.
Since then, I have learned about all that money them Senators and Congressman make, now I am going to be one of them.
But how do you get started, do you have to start at the bottom or can you start at the top? Will I have to go to a school first or do I just start telling lies? I don’t know much about telling lies, but I do know how to stretch the truth.
By; Ben R.
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