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December 12, 2010

does jeffery rhyme with referee?

Dear friends in this new online world, it will be a few days before I can write an adequate account of the Christmas party, the flea market, my desire to have a bachelor bake sale rather than a bachelor party (trying to make money, not spend it on some guy) and the the other dramatic events of the holiday season. Please pardon my silence.

6 Comments

  1. why would you spend money on “some guy” on your bachelor party?

    Comment by sophia — December 13, 2010 @ 7:07 pm

  2. are you gettin married?,,,,,,,”Married?”////////////// ………..,married??????

    Comment by shitfaced — December 14, 2010 @ 5:07 pm

  3. Hello Rolston my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again. What’s up Jon! Hey I’m glad my boys got to meet you…Happy holidays my friend.

    Baahht

    Comment by Private Parts — December 15, 2010 @ 6:26 pm

  4. I wrote that wrong. It’s not my bachelor party. Tristan wanted to celebrate with a bachelor party. I said, “Can I throw you a bake sale instead?” Thinking, I’d set up a cupcake stand at his bachelor party, so I could make some money off the occasion.

    Comment by Rolston — December 15, 2010 @ 10:30 pm

  5. looks like your website isn’t loading properly, private. I appreciated your getting the boys down to Ron’s. You risked losing them to a child endangerment charge for that…

    Comment by Rolston — December 15, 2010 @ 10:34 pm

  6. I sold my boys to a stranger

    Comment by Private Parts — December 18, 2010 @ 1:55 pm

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