Hookers or Cake

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I'm too wacky to be hip.

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      ------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.

      ----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.

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          • September 27, 2012 2:17 pm

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            Salesman of the year - Jesse Hassler

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          • April 23, 2012 1:24 am
            I went to the mall and had my ass filled with the dust of illusion. It was On Sale! The price was so low, I couldn’t afford not to buy it.

            I went to the mall and had my ass filled with the dust of illusion.

            It was On Sale!

            The price was so low, I couldn’t afford not to buy it.

          • March 21, 2012 1:04 am
            Well, I guess I won’t be going to seeing my guru anymore, Supposedly some idiot cut him off in traffic and my guru ran the guy off the road, drug him out of his car, and snapped the dudes neck. So now he’s in jail and he probably won’t make bail unless we raise like $250,000. Hopefully if he ends up doing hardtime he can do a webcast or something from prison, so we can still see him. Wow! Think how lucky that guy was he killed. I mean to have your life ended by a real live enlightened being.

            Well, I guess I won’t be going to seeing my guru anymore, Supposedly some idiot cut him off in traffic and my guru ran the guy off the road, drug him out of his car, and snapped the dudes neck. So now he’s in jail and he probably won’t make bail unless we raise like $250,000. Hopefully if he ends up doing hardtime he can do a webcast or something from prison, so we can still see him.

            Wow! Think how lucky that guy was he killed. I mean to have your life ended by a real live enlightened being.