Nem, aka Tom

Love your post!

Bad breathe and gas as weapons, my old lady got a laugh on that cause she can create a bed sheet F*rt sulfur eye burner run away nose hair toaster !

But I do believe we choose to come and play, it's kind of like kick ball some time ya take it in the head. Or like little leagues, and the sun blocks the pop fly and bang ,on the ground and a black eye !

But when you get old like you and me , it is easy to get cynical, but I just left the mountain to go to the crazzzy city to see the goo goo dolls and collective soul and WOW!

And the bonus is my grand kids live up there and had a friend lend me his kitchen for Sunday breakfast, and got to cook our farm fresh eggs and our dead arse pig we just killed after she murdered all the sweet corn we fed her for the last three weeks of her wallowing in the mud life. And while I was pickin' the first twenty dozen boudacious and peaches and cream sweet corn, I screwed up and didn't use protection: 137 chiggers (chigrose) On just my arse cheeks, talk about bad Karma I must have PO'ed the gods or perhaps the chigrows think I'm sweet meat ! (My ol lady will agree) I will not go into detail about other portions of this carcus that was also being eaten alive.

I guess Im just ramblin, but if once in aaaaaaa while you did not leave your puffy cloud periodical realm and waller you really would not appreciate it.

So put on the goo goo dolls tonight and crank it up, “BOXES” I am.

Peace to you and all in the mist of the storm! Cosmic DJ tOM