i have so many funny things to tell you...

when yer down and out,
when yer on the street...
when darkness falls so hard,
and you want something good to eat...

purple haze, all in my brain,
somethings, don't seem the same...

excuse me, while i eat my pie...

"The wind cries Mary, but it can't call Fred." --Witteringswine

i put an ice cube in my glass of red wine,
and was promptly bounced out the door...
the penalty for high class social gaffes,
is to find yerself perpetually poor...

i have a chance, a really good chance, for a job at the modelling center in dallas...
it seems they need someone qualified (that's me) in reflexology to work on the women's (and sometimes men's) feet after they've been modelling clothes and shoes and stuff...
foot massage for the beautiful and rich...
i wonder if they like crappy poetry???

Years ago (maybe 1984 or so) my brother-in-law and I went to a Toronto Maple Leafs game in Toronto. I had lived there previously and there was a tavern I frequented in what was a seedy part of the downtown. I don't remember why, perhaps a strike by the Canadian brewery workers so the only beer they had was imported and the usual clientele were not able to afford it so they, the owners of the tavern listed a special concoction that they were able to afford...wait for it...red wine and coke. True story.

you know you might be a bachelor,

if yer looking in the fridge for a sodapop and you find leftover stuffing from thanksgiving...

predicament:
i think peyton will be pissed if i send cam a friend request...

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
Years ago (maybe 1984 or so) my brother-in-law and I went to a Toronto Maple Leafs game in Toronto. I had lived there previously and there was a tavern I frequented in what was a seedy part of the downtown. I don't remember why, perhaps a strike by the Canadian brewery workers so the only beer they had was imported and the usual clientele were not ab ...[text shortened]... special concoction that they were able to afford...wait for it...red wine and coke. True story.

How did it taste?

Originally posted by HandyAndy
How did it taste?

I, fortunately was in a position to be able to afford to buy the beer so I have no idea. Now had I not been as wealthy as I was I think I may have passed on it anyway...can you imagine...red wine and coke? 🙄😀

i used to think that squashing the unprofitable was a valid option...
for instance, cockroaches...
but,
anymore, i train them...
yep, i train some of the absolute best seeing eye cockroaches and service cockroaches you've ever seen...
i'm currently working with a dozen highly intelligent cockroaches, training them to become uber drivers and gourmet chefs...
there are so many things a cockroach can do that humans can do but won't...
one day, i hope soon, i will train a cockroach to be a brain surgeon...
who knows???
maybe even the prezident...

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
I, fortunately was in a position to be able to afford to buy the beer so I have no idea. Now had I not been as wealthy as I was I think I may have passed on it anyway...can you imagine...red wine and coke? 🙄😀

The French make cheap red wine palatable by adding cassis (blackcurrant juice).
Same thinking I guess?

Where was the red wine from?

Originally posted by wolfgang59
The French make cheap red wine palatable by adding cassis (blackcurrant juice).
Same thinking I guess?

Where was the red wine from?

Red grapes?

Originally posted by sonhouse
Red grapes?

YES BUT SO IS WHITE WINE.

pizza are circular,
boxed squarely,
and consumed triangularly...

this is my 7th grade geometry teacher exacting her revenge...

Originally posted by rookie54
when yer down and out,
when yer on the street...
when darkness falls so hard,
and you want something good to eat...

purple haze, all in my brain,
somethings, don't seem the same...

excuse me, while i eat my pie...

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