"Well, I was ostensibly minding my own business, drinking coffee. I had on my "Woody Guthrie Lives" dew rag with a Jane Fonda work out video cassette hanging over my forehead like a liberal goyim phylactery. My overalls had "No War" posted all across the front with my daughter's rainbow pony glitter paint.A loud, angry businessman in a tastefully striped suit and well polished loafers with the little tassels on 'em walked right up to my table and demanded I explain myself. I reminded him it was Halloween. He theatrically looked around and Harrumped, "You Liberals!". Fortunately I came prepared. I rose from the table and offered him my hand. He tentatively shook it.
You should of seen him screaming hysterically in the EMS van heading to the hospital, the two of us attached like Siamese twins at the palms. Super glue is some really cool stuff. I told him I thought his costume really sucked -- the EMT's had to restrain him..." From "Lost In The Neighborhoods With Books" by Franklin Cincinnatus
Kevin is (writing about yourself in the third person (illeism) is a trip) an artist/writer/carpenter and frustrated songwriter living in Johnson City, Texas. His latest frustrating songwriting attempt is titled, "I Touched the Hand That Touched (more...)
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