Posted on 09/25/2014 7:14:27 AM PDT by Lazamataz
Exactly. There’s always sadness in magic. ;-)
“I’ve always been mad, I know I’ve been mad, like the
most of us...very hard to explain why you’re mad, even if you’re not mad...”
That’s okay, I mentally inserted it!.....................
It was a very yellow lemon with green number 10s around
the out side as I watched the clouds click across the
prpl sky.
Right, I know where you’re coming from.
Enjoy.
Welcome to the extra dark side...
IB4T.....oh, it’s you! Damn, I thought this was going to be the best zot thread in a long time!
No, that was the first time I dropped a tab of acid with my beer while on leave in South Korea.
To this day, I am only about 80% sure it was a female I had sex with.
:-) :-)
For years and years I fought it. “I can’t go there” I’d scream at myself. I lived in denial about how I was strong enough to push it away and not give in. Then one Friday morning I was driving to work when a moron in a Smart Car crossed the center line and ran into my Ford Pickup, Splat! After I scraped it off the front bumper of my truck with a credit car and kicked it into the weeds, I thought, “this is insane”. Then I continued on to work. When I arrived the parking lot was empty. I parked in my reserved spot by the door and went into my office. My PC burst into flames as I flipped the lights on. I grabbed the nearest fire extinguisher and put the PC out. Then I made a pot of coffee and smoked a cigarette while it brewed. I poured a cup of coffee and took a sip as I walked back to my office. I sat down in my comfy chair and put my feet on my desk next to the smoldering PC. I picked up my phone to call my bookie to place bets on Saturday’s football games. He asked me why I was placing a bet that far out in the future. I asked what are you talking about? He said well today is Sunday and it is only March. I said I’ll call you later and hung up the phone. I took another sip of coffee as I walked back to the break room and turned the coffee off. I finished the coffee then put my cup away. I locked the building door and got in my truck. I turned the radio on just as Ozzie was singing the chorus to Crazy Train. I turned the switch off and got back out of the truck. Then I went from space to space and made sure to step over each dividing line on 300 parking spaces. Yes, I crossed all the lines. I would no longer fight it. No more denial. No more stress. I was now, truly insane. I love it on this side of the line. No one expects much from me. Everyone fears me. I am indeed, invincible. Have a great day Laz and don’t look back.
You are indeed!
Now, on to the next topic: Was it our species? That, I am reticent to answer.
I’m really hoping you found a text-generator program like “Racter” and are trying it out.
Failing that, no fair not sharing.
> I’ve always been crazy..it’s kept me from going insane. HT.. Waylon
I think many of us could fly under that flag...: )
Handy dandy, controversy surrounds him
He been around the world and back again
Something in the moonlight still hounds him
Handy dandy, just like sugar and candy
Handy dandy, if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says
“Strike up the band”, they hit it
Handy dandy, handy dandy
You say, “What are ya made of?”
He says, “Can you repeat what you said?”
You’ll say, “What are you afraid of?”
He’ll say, “Nothin’ neither ‘live nor dead.”
Handy dandy, he got a stick in his hand and a pocket full of money
He says, “Darling, tell me the truth, how much time I got?”
She says, “You got all the time in the world, honey.”
Handy dandy, Handy dandy
He’s got that clear crystal fountain
He’s got that soft silky skin
He’s got that fortress on the mountain
With no doors, no windows, no thieves can break in
Handy dandy, sitting with a girl named Nancy in a garden feelin’ kind of lazy
He says, “Ya want a gun? I’ll give you one.” She says, “Boy, you talking crazy.”
Handy dandy, just like sugar and candy
Handy dandy, pour him another brandy
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
He finishes his drink, he gets up from the table he says,
“Okay, boys, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Handy dandy, handy dandy, just like sugar and candy
Handy dandy, just like sugar and candy
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