Then, there was that single instant when our eyes locked and we took each other into our souls forever. And it can't be undone.
Not looking to hook up or hassle anyone. Just here to keep in touch. That doesn't mean we can't all
play nice though, right? I am an artist...depending on who you talk too. I get the academic types
who want the long detailed description of the aesthetic and psychological theory behind what I do.
That sounds like much too much ivory tower crap to me. My normal reply is: "I don't know...I just
build stuff and paint things.
" My big fantasy is to get about 200 heads of cabbage and a tree chipper
to make a hell of a lot of cole slaw. Just wing the cabbage into the chipper and stand back! (I suppose
it would also work with potatos.
) Never underestimate the power of stupidity...or of a pair of nice
breasts to turn an articulate, well-spoken man into the village idiot. The perfect gift for a man
is anything that requires an extension cord, gasoline or batteries.
There's no problem so big that
an hour or two on a motorcycle can't solve.(Unless the motorcycle IS the problem...then, I got nuthin'
for you.
.unless you like walking.) If I had a choice between making love to the Queen or making
love to the Princess, I'd choose the Princess because I'm not as interested in the head of state as
I am the state of head.
Just because I have a Master's degree doesn't mean I can't be an idiot
on any given day. Just accept it and move on. Nothing worse than checking the "IN" box to find
it empty.
Never try to shave an angry cat. Stretched pussy I don't know. I really don't have much
of a . When I was younger, I could something pretty far, but since the shoulder trouble, it's usually
more of an easy, underhand toss.
I'd like to build a really big Trebuchet (rock er) like the one on
the Discovery Channel and a piano or maybe one of those little red Fiat hatchbacks. When I was
small, I used to apples through my Grandma's garage window.
I should have re-thought that one...
I did hit my nasty cousin in ther eye with a rotten peach once, though. He had it coming. It did no
lasting damage.
..he was born looking like Popeye.
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