when the day is slow i find myself running with pointed scissors and sharpened pencil

Remember that I loved when it was foolish, cared when it was unwanted and when my body is gone — remember my full heart.

i never went crazy much until another one touched my hidden soul

On his way home from his 12-hour overnight shift, Buzz stopped at the local 7-11 to fuel up his truck. In front of him, at the counter, was an older gentleman wearing a Korean war veteran’s hat. He thanked the old man for serving the U.S. and Buzz bought his cup of coffee and donut.…

I said, “I couldn’t get laid if I were a rug,” and she got out the vacuum cleaner.

America’s culture began its current transformation in the 1960s and the song ‘American Pie,’ by Don McLean, released in the autumn of 1971, was the near-perfect vehicle describing the sense of loss of an ‘innocent time’ in our country… A long long time ago I can still remember how That music used to make me…

A wooden desk is simply a remodeled tree.

Most ‘crazy buses’ are powered by a hidden insanity.

Bologna is nothing more than hot dog pancakes.