DocKnowles
I write. It's probably Freudian. It satisfies a deep and often subconscious urge. An itch, I can't seem to scratch. It makes me think of big, dark, wet, self loathing, mother loving, Oedipus, Coors-Lite Twins, help-me-I-think-I'm-trapped-in-adjective-hell, reflections of our inner selves. Maybe it's not Freudian after all. Maybe it's a cross between Jean Paul Sartre and Homer Simpson. Which come to think of it, can't be right since without God there wouldn't be the Coors-Lite Twins or the miracle that is the Cubs (doh!)?
Either way it's win-win, because without guilt, wet dreams would be so boring. Without fantasy the twins would be just another ménage a trois, am I right?
But our humor reveals who we really are. I, for example, am really James Dean trapped in an aging, slightly overweight, 50 something body. My rebellious nature, my boyish good looks, my vulnerable, but very masculine charm. Know what I mean?
But I digress.
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Either way it's win-win, because without guilt, wet dreams would be so boring. Without fantasy the twins would be just another ménage a trois, am I right?
But our humor reveals who we really are. I, for example, am really James Dean trapped in an aging, slightly overweight, 50 something body. My rebellious nature, my boyish good looks, my vulnerable, but very masculine charm. Know what I mean?
But I digress.
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Mule SkinningOK, let's review: Horses; team of horses, Teamster. Mules; team of mules, Mule skinner. Makes perfect sense, doesn't it?
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Demons Have My Son!It seemed like overnight. One day he was a little boy out playing in the back yard, the next day he was stealing my oxycontin, crushing it into a spoon and snorting it. What happened?