monsvalentine

i miss the water. the swells. i need some salt on my skin.

when will the fish finally listen? how deep must i dive? how shallow must they swim? my heart is not your bait. my soul is not your chum. sharpen your teeth little shark. my neck is exposed, the jugular beats for you. hors d'oeuvres anyone?

i repaired my board. thanks to some advice from this pretty little lady. was actually pretty easy. but i'm crafty like that. nonetheless, thanks again, big pimpin'.

my niece had her first soccer game. the little noodle scored two goals. it's funny the smile that something like this can put on your face. amazing really.


my brother has a new saying stuck in my head. fucking cracks me up. to no end. in a low sarcastic tone, used in a laughing playful manner, a simple... 'pigfucker'. for example, you're at a bar, someone snags the last barstool, it's... 'you gawd damn pigucker!'

i'm like a big fireworks show. i'm pretty bright. like a lite brite. i know things. we are heading to two parties this weekend. one in aledo. the other in fort worth. both nasty ass drives. pigfuckers. well, at least when i hit aledo... i get to go bananas at the fireworks stand. and i will leave with a big bear. know that.

"goin' each and every place with the mic' in my hand." everyone have a killer weekend. live fat, be skinny. you know daddy will. oh, and keep on rockin'. i'll catch you on the flipside, mama.


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