Scars

You were a friend, a close one at that, a difficult one at that... you now are a scar, an irritable itch, a human glitch.

speech vainglorious,
manner ostentatious,
you feigned,
yet, you reigned.

My last shot @ 55 ...

Voices from inside a dark bedroom,

Husband: Is this good darling ?
Wife: faster please...
Husband: and now ?
Wife: faster darling
Husband: good enough ?
Wife: more
Husband: how about this ?
Wife: faster, faster
Husband: okey, and now ?
Wife: I am sweating... faster...
Husband: This is as fast as this darn fan gets !

Silence

Silence is one of the hardest arguments to refute......

Humpty Dumpty revisited

Okey dokey.... While the last post cracked me up, it didn't seem to fit well with most of you folks' sense of humor... so, i decided to pay Humpty Dumpty another visit using the 55 word cap... cut to scene...

One beautiful evening,
Humpty approached Dumpty,
Humpty had his fingers in Dumpty's hair,
Dumpty did the same,
Humpty clutched Dumpty's shirt and pulled him close,
Dumpty did the same,
they locked eyes,
and stood still,
waiting for the moment,
the setting was right,
and then it happened,
I blew the whistle,
they began to wrestle.

LOL... this one has me in splits... Perfect 55 just like the last one.... does it titillate your sense of humor yet ???

55 words eh ??

My dear friend Voldemort has threatened to tag me in all possible ways if i didnt do this 55 word shhtoree thing... so, this piece of literary work tohtally by Voldemort's request... Actually dedicated to Voldemort... and witchardry...

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
they watched the birds fly,
they watched the kids play,
they got tired, so they got off the wall..
they flew dragonflys,
they chased butterflys...
tired, they got back on the wall...
they watched the sunset,
they watched the birds fly back...
Humpty Dumpty headed their way back home...


So, gud enuff eh ???

End of Sabbatical

See you soon ....

Interval 1

I envy all actors and actresses... They never have to pretend to work... Pretence is their work !!! or rather... by pretending, they are working... and not pretending to be working... oh crap... u know what i mean... and, lessons on english grammar are not welcome...

my brain isn't functional... signal space is encroaching grey matter area while it's inhabitants relish the abundace of local delicacy, i.e., brain cells. My brain has been fogged by signal burp...

anyway... School of dramatics, I'll stop by sometime...

back to work now... with fog lights and blinkers on.... damn the dehumidifier doesn't work.... oh well ... the condenser does... neural traffic is back to normalcy... eh ... well ... ALMOST....

so long, until next time...

Hiatus

Session adjourned sine die ...