I woke with the sun shinning in my eyes
this morning, which is unusual as my bed room is on the west side of the
house and the window faces the west. The sun has always came up in the east,
for as long as I can remember.
But without giving it a second thought, I
went to the kitchen and had a couple of cups of coffee. When the second cup was
half
gone, the wheels started to turn. Either I was in the wrong house or a
flood was carrying the house away. Looking out the back window, the back yard
was still there, so I went back to bed, so I could start all over again.
What I think it was, I had seen my doctor
and told him that my
sleep was really poor, so he gave me a stronger sleeping
pill, this one was a narcotic. I am sure any of you that have used them,
know
about the after effects.
While in bed the second time, I was having
a beautiful erotic
dream that was ending with the sound of a phone ringing.
Getting up and out of bed was much easier this time. I found a note that was left for me, Peggy
and Scott had gone somewhere and the note said that Scott had two $ 6.99 hair
cut coupons and was going to take me to get a hair cut when they returned. It was a new barber shop, with one young and an
older female running it. I could have done better, if I had cut my own hair.
When we got home. Peg was starting to bake
a cake and had stuff scattered all over in the kitchen. She gave me the last
cup of coffee and said that was it for the day. She had a egg on the counter
and it was about to roll of the counter and break, we both grabbed for it and
missed. I knocked my coffee cup over and hot coffee spilled in my lap and on
her jeans and shoes. We lost the egg, it was now just a mess on the floor. Peg
slipped on that and done a high flying circus act and landed on my lap. Neither
of us was hurt, but those muscles we never use when we get older. Well I still
have mine and they are hurting.
While Peggy was on my lap, we hugged and
kissed a bit, I squeezed her and she squeezed me, I farted and she got off my lap. The romance
must have been all used up. It would be
hard to say when she would ever be on my lap again.
The book says, it all
depends on if you have money to spend on the
girls, they won’t say anything about the smell.
There is one thing I know for certain, there is no hair left on my
balls. The first aid that was given, makes them look eight times larger. “No”
“No, honey”, don’t touch me there !
We all thought, that once the elections
were over there would be no more political campaigning. Now all we hear now is who
said what about whom and that they should be punished for saying it. Can anyone
tell me how you go about making an application to become a citizen of another
country ?
Turkey day is almost here, but the cook
says: she is not doing any cooking this year. Christmas will not be had in this
house either. I wonder if all the birthday will be outlawed also ? The worst
part is, I was always the family Scrooge, but with the economy being so bad, I
lost that job.
Wait until the County learns that I can’t
pay the taxes this year, and I am not the only one! I think maybe I should say
good-by now.
Without being judged. I am sure I will be carted off to a dungeon
somewhere soon.
Nov. 17, 2012
By: Ben R. ?
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