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“The sun will rise tommorrow,” she said. “Like it does everyday. you can’t change this, stop it, prolong it. The best you can do is close your curtains and wear a patch. No matter what happens today, there is a guarantee that there will be a tommorrow. So, be open to the fact that things will change…. just give it enough time!”

Posted By joefeather On 11.29.2012 @ 5:35 pm

i love to sit on my crouch. I love to crouch on my couch. I can cough when I’m off, I can be what I see. I will stalk you until my hihidden dragon out lasts your tiger. I will eat vegetables till I hear a click on the geiger. To you I say, this is the day, that can be the best, better than all the rest. It’s up to you, you know what to do. Don’t listen to me, you know everything already. Don’t listen to profets, they’re just in it for the profit. Don’t believe in a god, you will waste your days in a fog. Trust in yourself, and try to stay in good health. don’t listen to the leaders, the are actually the greeders. So have wisdom, not blind faith, and in each day you will make, a new chance to learn from mistake, and a whole universe for you to create.

Posted By joefeather On 09.20.2011 @ 6:49 pm

Concern for you causes my forehead to furrow. Concern can be too serious, and too demanding. Concern requires great amounts of concebtration. So don’t think I don’t care, it’s it’s just that i can not concern myself with concerning.

Posted By joefeather On 09.18.2011 @ 6:40 pm

On account of my account being darn near zero, i can not account for my acountant’s accounting. i can count but can not count on my accountantant. Count Dracula would have done better for me, only withdrawing blood….. and not my life savings……

Posted By joefeather On 09.14.2011 @ 6:02 pm

rally for pep. Rally for your hypocritical republican evil doer. Rally has a burger. Rally round the race track. I really don’t like this word, rally i don’t…..but i could go for a double cheeseburger.

Posted By joefeather On 09.13.2011 @ 5:47 pm

fair trade. good trade. skilled trade. i will trade you 10 beer leos for 10 beerlaos. Trade sounds better than capitalism. i loved going to the barter circles at the rainbow gatherings. Now i trade Buddha pendants to drunk men in Thailand. I wouldn’t trade me life for anything!

Posted By joefeather On 09.12.2011 @ 5:52 pm

I hover over her like a hungry wolf. Her slit is what I am about to devour. My mouth drools, her scent entices me to unleash my passion. I attack it with a frenzy. I crawl insidee with her, our sweat mixing, our fluids combining. I can never get enough.

Posted By joefeather On 09.11.2011 @ 9:41 pm

I have spent a lot of time in bars. And a little time behind bars. I can hum a few bars, or chow down on some chocolate bars. I have been barred from bars but neveb taken the bar exam. If i had my druthers…. I’d be sitting in a bar with you right now. And you could give me another lap dance like the one you gave me last night.. :)

Posted By joefeather On 09.08.2011 @ 8:32 pm

Wow. This is one thing I am pretty sure of. That I exist. Someone is sitting here typing this, so i must exist. My existance is a mystry though. Why? For What? What is the purpose of anythIs there a god? Is there a dog? Is it all an illusion? What happens when I die? Am i an existentialist? What was the question?……

Posted By joefeather On 09.07.2011 @ 4:27 pm

My little friends, The rulers of the world. The successful society. You are so good. Why do I use you as an insult. Only because of your size?… I worship you and honor you, but stay out of my house, even though i built my house on top of your house. I will eat you, now that I know I can, thank you hungry people for showing me how to eat everything.

Posted By joefeather On 09.06.2011 @ 5:39 pm

If there is one word to describe Thailand, it could be …ant. i have never seen so many or so many different kinds of ants. they are very much a part of my daily life, and i have even taken to ant watching as a form of entertainment. They come in every size and every demeanor, from the biters to the ones who look like they ate too much xanax

Posted By joefeather On 09.05.2011 @ 5:44 pm

The fat Math teacher tries to invoke superiority by claiming to be an expert in division, although I know she is an insecure fat joke. She isn’t even a math teacher. She is all about self promotion and self centeredness. I would like to see the division within our foreign language department remove the smallest fraction, which is her, the largest distraction. ….. And the fattest self absorbed non team player I have ever seen here.

Posted By joefeather On 09.04.2011 @ 8:27 pm

I think of people who have mooched of me. I think of washing my car. i think of personal female contraception methods. I think of things crawling on the ocean floor. I think of yellow cake with syrup. I think too much sometimes.

Posted By joefeather On 09.01.2011 @ 5:42 pm

I have been down many avenues… and now this one, seems like a dead end. It reinforces the idea that karma is bullshit. I try and give and bleed, and I get nothing for my efforts. I am more inclined to believe that the avenue of nice guys finish last is the one I have chosen….. Time for a right turn,, Clyde

Posted By joefeather On 08.31.2011 @ 5:24 pm

This is what I have to offer….. myself. take me as I am, all of me or part of me, but know that it is me you are getting. 43 years worth of experience of heartbreaks of adventures of parties and creations. I offer you this much…… me.

Posted By joefeather On 08.30.2011 @ 5:48 pm

xxx

Posted By joefeather On 08.27.2011 @ 9:16 pm

I wish I had a secretary. I wish she were beautiful, and sexyy and aloof. I can see here, behind her glasses, seeming busy but still distracted. Miss Jones Take a memo

Posted By joefeather On 08.27.2011 @ 2:22 pm

I forced my self into her, because she was begging for it. i can be gentle, but she wanted rough, pulling her hair, smacking her ass, slamming into her, again and again, she was thanking Buddha and saying she loved me, i was applying the force i didn’t even know i had. i am a lover, but i can play rough if she wants. it was the best sex of our career together. I fucked her till she prayed. And the next day, she didn’t remember a thing,,…

Posted By joefeather On 08.25.2011 @ 7:56 pm

The first umbrella i ever bought was in Laos. i was with My Thai girlfriend on vacation. If we took the umbrella with us, it would never rain. We joked about having special powers. The next day she went away with a farang who had more money than me. now, all i have is the blue umrella with flowers to remind me of her, especially when it rains.

Posted By joefeather On 08.24.2011 @ 5:51 pm

Her skin so soft her name, Lamai means soft her breasts, her tight stomach, her legs the feel of her skin on my skin so soft like silk like my Silk Thai massage pants Mai the Thai word for silk the word for no Don’t say no give me your silk

Posted By joefeather On 08.23.2011 @ 10:44 pm

I am sinking, again. Drunk, unable to stop my mouth. My rage. Everything i ever wanted to say to you is coming out, and more. I am sinking, deeper into this hole. I can’t stop. You bitch! You fucking Cunt! you prostitute. You are shit! I am sinking from being with you. I am sinking now. Into a hole that I can not crawl out of. I can not take back these words of hate, but I am compelled by alcohol to say them to you. I really do feel this way. I can only scream these words right now. I am sinking. You can not change, and neither can I. We are sinking. In different holes. Isn’t love supposed to feel good? Why do I sink as low as I can go, then spend painful day after day, only to find someone like you and start sinking again. i am sinking. Maybe I will stop sinking when I die.

Posted By joefeather On 08.22.2011 @ 5:17 pm