sigh. know that part of your date, when ur sig other, has that nasty, twinkle in ur eye that says, "3way?". children, this would be the ideal time, to leave the bar... (drink # .o25: irish something, or other. it's not you... and i didn't misspeak. ever seen a shooting star? i mean the fireball n Chinese anything, off the ground? that's how long that twinkle, lasts and it usually happens, in the ladies room, anyway. there's nothing a man can do, but follow, in hopes of hearing what kind of bone, she told her buddy's, she was gonna throw a spare.
but i saw it happen, last night and it's either, pull the fire alarm, call in a bomb threat, or be as young as "chase-lee", keep "your" trap shut n stop drinking those pitchers of amber bock, hey, "i didn't get them, for myself- it's not actually even allowed.". and perhaps, in my 1,2,3,8... 20's, i might have been foolish enough, to waste a hop, but now that I'm older... let's just call it good ol fashioned, environmentalism. it's even in autospell so it must b true, like em red words.
now, does that technically, um... make the lovely g, a fargin liar? the chrome to hell, WAS polished with good intentions and the blonde from COOL WORLD.
besides the 7 trips to pee... WORTH IT, BABY! WORTH IT!
turns out, larry the roofer, is the altruistic, local mayor and as luck would have it: all doors n clubs, remain open, until ltr and his guests, are absolutely plastered. it's nice, when something i said, or did, convinces the lovely g, it's worth the pain, of gettin outta bed. now... does anyone remember what it was, i said, or did? i forget the combo- 3way glint: no problem. gettin my heart to leave the house? it ain't Mastercard, trust me. it did my soul good, to c her smile.
n then... she reminded me why i was with her, as she wiped down tables, to help more senior, veterans. yeah... i likes me some cougar. ain't about the drill team bod. (BONUS!)... they been "growin", longer than u have... might still... learn something. 70vs, "my friends"...? would u rather have bud, from a day 1, grower? or someone who's been growin for decades? use ur toes, if ya gotta, but as a man: between that n hell: wouldn't b the hardest decision I'd made that cold day...
but i digress: so figs n pics, today, only. i gotta do topical runs n and oil is diff, with every batch... i might napalm some of that new cbd, 2.0 .i can sense it. it's cured. i need to save it for the cocktail, but a few gr of oil wouldn't kill me. we'll c. need alot of topical n there's a ton to go through. um.. but i forgot what i was sayin.
oh, the closeups. if i remember. i hate seedling phase. if it's just a phase, y do we have to repeat it. i feel like a tantruming, millennial, "waaaaa... i already did that...". isn't it like kindergarten? ya pass, once, ya don't have to repeat it? dam those sharpies! they were so shiny n cool! it did heal! mostly...
i hate seedlings. if it were going to die, within the next 7 days- it would still, look like that... just like my bush. it's z biggest! nobody, messes with the zohan! ever feel like ur in the head of the author of jim carey's cable guy? that's what it's like. thank god, larry the roofer could actually use a booth babe, or I'd feel like a stalker. anyone show up at your house, when ur phone is broken, twice a day so u can do ur life? same thing. only, now the (u know, calling any bully dog, fat, is like sayin a somoan, is fat... their just bully type dogs) "dozer" (as in bull...chinashop...dozer. christ, i know- self fulfilling name), doesn't come to the gate, to greet me... doesn't claim... all... four... muddy... rims. he just walks out onto the porch, farts... goes, "no... Larry the roofer... it's just HIM". hey... it's not up to me, whether we go to a club, or which one, depending on whichever barmaid du jour, ltr thinks he can corrupt, til 2000/8pm... so... hey... the dog is like the xxx and any time i came home, "so you've been out with jimmy for... 3 days?! how much did u lose?"... with a smile... ever had a vasectomy? would u choose repeat the process? nevermind the saliva in the sample. they don't care n they seen it all, b4... trust me in this moment. yeah so i mean it was, "FINE!", when i asked her so i just can't c the problem.
um... close ups, right! wasn't that, technically, a close up?