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My grayish mane of hair was still quite popular

  • My grayish mane of hair was still quite popular with the ladies. Maybe they associated it with affluence. But during three nightmare filled days in January it all turned white.
  • I realized that soon, my pubic region would do the same. I cannot have that. I spent a long time trying to perfect my craft of Abe Lincoln out of my pubes but soon it will look
  • like ZZ top. But I needed worry, I was smoking weed in bed naked and a spark from my monster joint fell into the palmade-laden body hair and "POOF!"
  • I was thus de-haired and now resembled one of those ratty little dogs that skinny bitches carry around in baskets and occasionally nibble on.
  • The I realized I was daydreaming. I still had hair, but was almost naked and smothered in grease. "C'mon kid!" Manny commanded. We was busting out. It was cold as hell. "Manny!"
  • When we're out, can we go to the Waffle House? I've been dreaming of hashbrowns, smothered, covered, diced, & chunked." Manny grunted as we made our escape. The prison guard never
  • shut up about his Waffle House breakfasts. He got the works, every time. Meanwhile, we'd been living on prison bran for 12 years. Manny grunted again "Bathroom, fast. I gotta go."
  • I stood outside, feeling conspicuous in my orange jumpsuit. I wished Manny would hurry it up in there. While I was waiting, I noticed a little old lady staring at me. "Aren't you
  • supposed to be helping old-lady types like me across roads?" No, I lied. Its a hunting suit- It means I'm allowed to have weapons on me. Isnt that right, Manny? (Manny popped out
  • of the trash can.) "Yessir!" "Excellent," The Punisher said, and with that, he promptly shot the old lady in the face. "That was for annoying me by speaking, you old bag!"

1 Comments

  1. PurpleProf Feb 04 2014 @ 15:23

    Shoulda treated the old lady to a waffle instead.

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