If you have ever lived in a small town you won’t either.
I single handedly entertained and horrified a small town for several years.
They still talk about me twenty years later.
I Have Zero Doubts That This Actually Happened
Bustednuckles
Documenting The Death Of America
Yup, that’s those demons buddy
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He must have left a lasting impression.
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Takking from experience here. Maybe its not what you did Phil thats so much fun, its what you did they dont know about that counts.
You know, the things you wake up thinking about or suddenly pop up and your WTF! glad thats back down a road you got no intention of going down again no matter how much fun it was.
Wooh! Hooh!
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Fuck em all………………..feed em to the pigs!
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Off topic but 2020 is starting to look like the good old days.
The inexpensive refurbished desktop that took two weeks
to get here was delivered DOA. I said fuck it and spent
north of 570 bucks for new HP that more than filled my
needs from Wallyworld. It came with free shipping and
one day delivery. It’ll be here tomorrow.
Now I gotta fuck with returning an item to a private Wallyworld
vendor and getting a refund. I spent the entire day yesterday cleaning
the desk and all the other components. It is amazing how much
dust and fine desert sand that accumulated in places you
do not normally clean (like between the desk and the wall.)
Batchelors are not the best housekeepers to begin with
and cleaning house is like taking a whores bath so I tend
to make it presentable but not sterile.
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It’s all about people and their selective memories, and in a way, how unfair life is.
You can design and build bridges to span the mightiest rivers, or develop cures for diseases that have ravaged mankind since time immemorial.
Nobody remembers your name.
But you fuck ONE goat…
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They’ll ALL come to your funeral, Phil.
Most of them to make sure you’re really gone.
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I was IN NoDakLand in ’73, it doesn’t happen that way.
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“They still talk about me twenty years later.” And they still won’t let you back…
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“It is by such deeds and misadventures that we are remembered and become Legend.”
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Zactly and those titles should never be relinquished.
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Buddy in the Army told me this story.
They were in Ft. McPherson in Atlanta, there for a school. Couple of buddies were there, together, and have a sick GI sense of humor, often dark.
So, they were brainstorming how to get an instant dislike, and the one soldier said he knew a sure fire way to get hated, and to follow him
The walked into some random bar, and proceeded to order a drink. Said randy GI smiled, and called the bartender over.
“Want to buy the bar a round.” He smiled.
The bartender announced it, to the cheer of the bar.
As the drinks were delivered, and he paid, he raised his glass, and asked to toast a birthday.
“Yours?” the bartender asked,
“Nope”, he replied. “Someone whom I greatly admire had a birthday today. Today is General William T. Sherman’s” birthday.”
He said they ran every redlight getting back onto post.
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