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Mama Said there'd be Days like This....  

backpocket13 50M
1520 posts
6/9/2013 6:20 pm
Mama Said there'd be Days like This....


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-- First I had a quick thought to try to stop him, talk him into taking what he'd already won and let her have the last round, but another bigger thought wiped the first thought away completely. I suddenly realized with a crystal certainty that neither I nor any of the half-score of us could stop him. That Harding's arguing or my grabbing him from behind, or Old Colonel Matterson's teaching or Scanlon's griping, or all of us together couldn't rise up and stop him.
......We couldn't stop him because we were the ones making him do it. It wasn't the Nurse that was forcing him, it was our need that was making him push himself slowly up from sitting, his big hands driving down on the leather chair arms, pushing him up, rising and standing like one of those moving-picture zombies, obeying orders beamed at him from forty masters. It was us that had been making him go on for weeks, keeping him standing long after his feet and legs had given , weeks of making him wink and grin and laugh and go on with his act long after his humor had been parched dry between two electrodes.
......We made him stand and hitch up his black shorts like they were horsehide chaps, and pushing back his cap with one finger like it was a -gallon Stetson, slow, mechanical gestures - and when he walked across the floor you could hear the iron in his bare heels ring sparks of the tile.

-- Ken Kesey "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest"

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........Great Satan's Pitchfork!....There's Tons of Wreckage in The Fast Lane this week,...It's been the sort of week where it doesn't even to get of Bed!....Much less Leave the Safe Confines of My Apartment,....Animal Control, Acting on an Anonymous Tip (Ho Ho!) came and Took Attila, my Roomate's Resis Monkey Away in Chains,.....This Drove The Devilboy Insane with Grief, and after Drinking a Quart of Mezcal and Eating a Half Dozen Peyote Buttons that i had brought home with me from my Disasterous Trip to New Mexico,......He Left the House in an Explosion of Choas Two Days Ago and hasn't been Seen Since,.....I got into Another Car Wreck! (When Oh When Great Lucifer, When am I going to Learn, and Just a Fuckin Bumper Car or a Sherman Tank.)......Regardless,.... Fine!....Really........I Think?.......Wait!.....What is Today?......Shit!....Thursday!!! Yes its Thursday Today....Hahahahaha!.....Shit Fire!.....Fucking Rotten Head Wounds,........

....Ok..Ok,... Digressing Again,....Needless to Say there's Been Enough Excrement Hitting the Air Conditioner This Week, that Yours Truely has decided not to Even Deal with this Ornery Motherfucker of a Week,......I've Got "London Calling" on Repeat and as i write this "Jimmy Jazz" is making the Pictures Vibrate Off the Walls.....Luckily I've got enough Black Hash, Tuinols, Tranquilizer, and Cheap Biker Speed to Keep me Rockin and a Rollin,....For a Good Three Maybe Four Days,......If I Pace Myself that Is,....Which of course I've Never been Any Good at,......"Moderation?!?!?....What the Fuck Does That Mean?!?!"

........Sorry Folks the Old Briano is a Bit Dodgie lately......Ho Ho!.....Yes Indeed,....Hunker Down Low,....Sip on a Grape Soda,....This Peyote makes me Jumpy,....Just before I could have swore that I saw the Ghost of Richard Nixon standing in the hallway Gibbering and Crying,...Hairy Palms, Bleeding String Warts and All!.....Believe Me,....On a Rainy Thursday in June, or is Today the 4th of July?.......Hmmm I Wonder?.....Fuck! It Doesn't Matter,...All that Does Matter is that Finding the Ghost of Richard Nixon Shuffling around your Apartment on a Rainy Afternoon in June is Never a Good Sign!......

.........Oh Shit!.....Damn Man!.....Get Your Head Together!....Nixon's Still around here Somewhere!......Probay with a Head Full of Hubris and a Heart Full of Hate......I Grab the Lamatt of the Gun Cabinet, (I don't have to check, it's Always Loaded.)....And I Crawl Into the Livingroom Closet,...I turn around and brace my Back against the Wall and My Feet agains Either side of the Door Frame,.....I level the Heavy Pistol between my knees and Wait for Richard Nixon to come Lurching into the room, a Hideous Beast with the Body of an Orangoutang and the Head of a Jackle!......Like some Vision from out of Your Worst Nightmare,....I was some what Confident in my Position there in the Closet,.....Not to Mention the Familiar Heft of the Lamatt in My Two Hands!.....I just have to Remember to Brace the Bastard Firmly before I blow Nixons Head Off,.....Otherwise the Vicious Kick from the Pistol will Crack my Skull.....Again,....Fuck It!.....Its Worth It...........

..............The Lamatt is a Bit of an Oddity,.....It's a Civil War era Shot 42 Caliber Revolver with a Second Barrel the First that contains a Single Shot 20 Gauge Shot Gun Shell,....Part Pistol Part Shot Gun The Lamatt was invented in 1850's Louisiana by (Ironically Enough) a Physician, Dr. Calvin J. Lamatt, who attempted to the patent to the Union Army,.....The Gun however was Plagued with Problems, along with a Dangerous Kick,....But for Lack of Interest the Patent went to the Confederacy, becoming the Only Gun ever to be Manufactured for the Confederacy by Contract,.....Over All Only around 20,000 were ever Made.....The Lamatt was an Extremely Brutal Weapon,....Jawbreaker and I had gone Pumpkin Shooting last Fall with it, and We had Both Marveled over its Sheer Power and Descuctive Capabilities,...It Was just the right Thing for that Jackbooted Thug Nixon,.....His Time Has Come!..... gonna Punch that Rat Fucks !......And Punch it Good!!!"

.............I reach into my pants pocket and pull another chunk of the Hash,....As I begin to Chew it Up I hear the Front Door Swing Open,....I Lean of the Closet Sligtly, Bringing the Lamatt up Fast but Before I can Squeeze off the Shotgun,...I Recognize The Devilboy,...He's Standing in the Hallway Holding the Severed Head of Ricard Nixon from One Hand and Big Bag of Chinese Take- in the Other,.....My Eyes Feel Like They are going to Explode of thier Sockets,......A Scream begins to Well Up in My Throat,.....What Sort of Hellish Nightmare have I Stumbled Into?!?!?........

............"Hey Man" The Devilboy Says, looking Up and Down "You Alright?....I've been Walking Around the Apartment for the last Two Hours in this Richard Nixon Mask to See if I could get a Better Idea of what it's Like to Morally be On the Same Level with Charles Manson, Genghis Khan and The Emperor Hirohito,.....but it Doesn't Seem to be Working,.....So I Ran Down to "Lee Ho Fooks" and picked up Two Dozen Egg Rolls and a Big Dish of Beef Chow Mein,......Maybe I Need to Watch "Caligula" a Dozen More Times to Help it to better Sink In!.....What do Ya think?!?!.......

............"Think!" I Scream,..leveling the Lamatt at The Devilboys Thick Skull, "You Treacherous Leach!!!.....I think you Already Operate on a Level that's Pretty Shit Fucking Close!.....I Also Think Gonna You!!!!"
He Cackles Maniacally and Heaves the Take Bag into the Air like a Foul Ball,......Sending Chinese Take- All Over,....Then He Darts Down the Hallway and into His Room, Slamming the Door behind him.
That Fucking Knows Damn Well that they Don't beef chow mien "Lee Ho Fook's!"
Welcome to My Life..................

..........Fuck All this Shit!!!.....On a like Today it's Really Easy to Trip Up and End up Dead Like a in the Street,....For No Good Reason All.......

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smartasswoman 66F  
35813 posts
6/11/2013 4:42 am

Holy buckets sweetheart, I'm hoping that only about 10% of the above account is true.

Also, into Grammar Nazi mode - it's "accepting" new members now

Although I suppose you could be making exceptions for new members too.


backpocket13 replies on 6/11/2013 2:05 pm:
Hey Smartie,
......Both You and I know the Truth on this One,......We're Good enough Friends,....And My thanks for the Spelling Error,.....It Slipped by Me!
Thanks Gorgeous!
Yours For Eternity backpocket13

bustybettyboop 57F
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6/10/2013 8:25 pm

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6/10/2013 7:52 pm

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