A. Macarthur: I just did! Slipping a little, are ye? Me, too! And, I am not even in the movement!
A. Macarthur: I finally responded to your question. The electric shock therapy takes its toll, you know. And, they don't even give one a "receipt".She the post at the top!
When I was a kid - studying for the electric chair, I lived in a poor part of town: "Trashlandia".We were so poor, we couldn't buy groceries; we had to rent them.I never knew my parents. One day they said that they were, "going to the store", and never returned.I was raised by my Weird Uncle Al. Every morning "Weird Uncle Al" would kick me down the stairs then up the stairs.One day, after being kicked down the stairs, or, up the stairs, I decided to do something about it.I tore out the stairs. But, that didn't stop Uncle All.What stopped him was falling into the hole where the stairs used to be.Upon hearing the police sirens, I decided to packed everything I owned into my watch pocket and headed out for Hollywood, California for "fame, fortune, and big busted women".I returned home at the age of 77.5 "defamed, broke and with big busted tits. Ironic, isn't it?"Life on the Run - Tales of the Unemployed Philosopher!", available in installment at The NewsTalkers.com, disguised as EAT THE PRESS - DO NOT READ IT!
Thanks for your post on my LOCKED, concise article. I was having sex as I wrote and just like the sex it was over in a nanosecond. When I tried to explain to the POWERS that be, I was "LOCKED"!Is that the same as FB JAIL? I have been in and out of that institution so many time that I look like a "Turnstyle" in an abandoned Russian Subway station.I hit the publish key by mistake when I was frantically buckling myself following that moment of fantastic sex.I hadn't intended it to come out that way, but, well, something just happens for a reason. Spring has always been that Season for me. How about you?
Love the name, "Ozzwald!" Big welcome to NT!
Welcome! Tell us a bit about yourself.