Don't "tread on me"
Posted: August 13th, 2009, 8:13 pm
I just can't think of a title for this thread. At first I was thinking about calling it voyeur.
It is lonely tonight
everyone I want to chat with
is dead.
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another interesting post and tread, jt
juxtaposition
that's all
no dots to connect here.
I was in a truck stop about twenty years ago and I met a little girl. I am not good at estimating a kids age but she could not have been more than two feet tall. I am kneeling down reading the titles of some audio tapes on the bottom shelf of a display rack..
She came over to me and started wailing on me, beating on me with her fists. I had to smile. I could hardly feel the blows. But she was out to kick my ass with every bit of strength in her tiny body.
I heard ever one laughing and I thought it was funny too.
There may be a point to this story.
But it eludes me.
for now

Image courtesy of Heartless Bitches International dot com.
Pheromone free in eighty three.
It is lonely tonight
everyone I want to chat with
is dead.
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another interesting post and tread, jt
juxtaposition
that's all
no dots to connect here.
I was in a truck stop about twenty years ago and I met a little girl. I am not good at estimating a kids age but she could not have been more than two feet tall. I am kneeling down reading the titles of some audio tapes on the bottom shelf of a display rack..
She came over to me and started wailing on me, beating on me with her fists. I had to smile. I could hardly feel the blows. But she was out to kick my ass with every bit of strength in her tiny body.
I heard ever one laughing and I thought it was funny too.
There may be a point to this story.
But it eludes me.
for now

Image courtesy of Heartless Bitches International dot com.
Pheromone free in eighty three.