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Date Posted: 16:02:38 07/17/08 Thu Author Host/IP: NoHost/68.43.70.233 In reply to: Rhonda 's message, "Re: More Pics" on 20:44:58 07/07/08 Mon I Know! I'm completey enamoured with her. Tonight I came home and was in a good mood after a very fulfilling 12-hour day. Whatever the old lady requested I was more than willing to do. I went to the ATM (which I HATE to do) and then went shopping off the list I meticulously transcribed as if she was a double agent trying to escape communist Russia. In fact, I actually enjoyed rolling the buggy through Meijer's accomplishing the minor task that was asked of me. When it turned out that the mouthwash was clear across the store I took the opportunity to get Luke some bones and myself "In Utero". Having abdicated that I was going to miss the VHI Rock Honors the Who but content to catch the immediate re-airing at 11 I resigned myself to do whatever was demanded of me until I earned my freedom. When I pulled into the gas station to fuel up and get some smokes I saw a young redhead with lily-white skin and a small little body that was taut and featured an ass meant for a nose to dive into. Curious to see if who, if anybody was waiting behind in her vehicle I peaked back to see black fingers changing one rap CD for another. Good for him. None of my business. With only Tim Horton's ahead of me and the Iced Cappucino she wanted I was ready to walk the dog, hold the baby, and then get rid of the lot of them at 11 and begin drinking heavily. She had already informed that the Foo open the show. Of coure when 11 o'clock rolled around SHE WAS STILL HANGING AROUND IN MY GOD DAMNED FACE!!! I can't open a wine bottle. If I can't have whiskey she agreed to get that fucking cork out. Yeah... "Oh don't worry Duchovny talks for 25 minutes. After his 30 second intro Dave and the boys were hitting the stage and I still had the baby in my arms and the wine sat corked up. Still having full capabilities of both testicles I let her have it but then stopped after about 30 seconds realizing that she plays the cop-card with the best of them and doesn't bluff. After about 15 minutes I had tuned the whole concert out and found myself typing Billy Joel Lullabye into the YouTube search engine. Staring deep into her dark blue eyes and watching her reciprocate with mine I saw her in 80 years on her deathbed. We're all going to die and that includes my baby girl but Billy Joel looked this right in the eyes and I started crying because I loved her so much. After 3 is a Magic Number, Daughter in the water and Come Alive the old lady finally came and took her away...and I wouldn't let her. Eventually they did go to bed and I had my space. Like the trailer where I sat isolated without so much as a phone to distract me I had immersed myself back to that plane...YEAH RIGHT, here she comes... She's always going to be intruding on me because today's American women is the most accomplished double-thinker man has ever seen. Having convinced herself of her independence she clings to the male she was bamboozled into beleiving has been her oppressor since the dawn of time. And this particular male happens to hold a 22-year grudge. But not even that can stifle her from triggering the inevitable lashing and humiliating mental whipping that ultimately awaits each-and-every argument she initiates. Ahhh, fuck it. "My daughter's worth it," said the most earnest Catholic of his generation. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| Re: More Pics | Rhonda | 22:53:32 07/25/08 Fri |