My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

tough guy poetry and manly stories of loneliness
all contents copyright Jon Rolston 2004, 2005, 2006

September 28, 2010

corey hart

The guy came into the bar holding sunglasses cradled in his hands, held close to his heart. We all know the smile as someone approaches that says, “I have a question for ya.”

His was, “Can you give me two bucks for these sunglasses?”

No. It’s night time.

“how about can you spare 50 cents?”

That’s a no as well.

Dogboy, a guy I met awhile back on the folding boat adventure, turns and says, “Who does that? ‘Hey bad-ass, you look like you could wear sunglasses in the dark. Give me two bucks for these.’”

I miss fold-a-boat.

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