Friday, August 20, 2010


I threw a lighter into the sink.
It bounced back and bit me
on the leg.   Bad mojo.

Which is more tired,
threesomes or this

I blew a hole into the week.
It wasn’t a big enough
hole.   I blow again.

I’m a ‘good boy’ because
I get up to leave before
anything ‘bad’ happens.

Throw the dog into a
corner four times.
Fourteen times.