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September 29, 2007

forget the good times, you’re in AA

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Papa Sean came up to sleepy Richmond District and we played photoshop and drank whiskey. Yes, I’m grinking again.

8 Comments

  1. couldn’t stand the owing on that borrowed time? or was your heart feeling too warm?

    Comment by toorichformyblood. — September 30, 2007 @ 11:36 am

  2. How’s the face holding up?

    Comment by Lyle_s — September 30, 2007 @ 7:21 pm

  3. Yeah. What about the gin blossoms, er, rosacea?

    Comment by CooCooCaChoo — October 2, 2007 @ 7:25 pm

  4. my face looks horrible. I’m considering wearing foundation like a woman. Gotta stop drinking. again.

    Comment by Rolston — October 3, 2007 @ 10:26 pm

  5. i’d just like to state for the record that i did not turn our man back onto the bottle. it was just
    a nice surprise. i’m going to do my best to keep him under control.

    Comment by sean — October 4, 2007 @ 2:14 pm

  6. Maybe you just need to find a booze that’s agreeable with your skin. I would suggest you start with ripple.

    Comment by Lyle_s — October 4, 2007 @ 4:58 pm

  7. already did. champipple, muskadoodle, pruno, everything. already the problems have started. I drank saturday night, lost my sweatshirt at a bar, woke up with my neighbor knocking on my door because I’d parked in the school bus zone. get outside to move it and my window was down and some tools luckily still in the truck. Oh yeah. I woke up on the couch where I’d fallen asleep sitting up, and my neck has been sore ever since from it slumping over at a weird angle for four hours.
    so drinking isn’t agreeing with me.

    Comment by Rolston — October 4, 2007 @ 7:04 pm

  8. At least you didn’t fuck any blind chicks

    Comment by Lyle_s — October 4, 2007 @ 9:03 pm

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