Posted by cockeyed on September 16, 2005, at 21:32:52
In reply to Cold Cuts, posted by Toph on September 16, 2005, at 16:01:12
Okay, I'm on a run, cheap vodka and having fun.
What a damned perfect title. It can stand alone.
So here I go on a trip of my own. My six year old grandson just got a cast off his arm. He wanted me to see it and I saw no harm. 'Cept I was half-blasted and wanted to nap. But I'd promised and all of that crap. So I drove forty miles and the damn little Sh*t didn't flip and flop just played like a kid. And the 13 year old said his father was a butt-head. And, your
story told me that we are god's here on this earth instead of the guy-in-the-sky-in-the-sweet-by-and-bye [love them hyphens]
My god but it's hard to be god. 'Cause when one is a parent, you've got to look out for all the little sparrows. But, suck it up, yopu got your work cut out for you, 'cause you seem to know what even a bit of neglect can do.
But god I remember my old man's bar-hopping and hate him still and I wonder if there's ever
gonna be a stopping. But maybe you've a chance to get things right...cause time just flies on into the darkest night. Cockeyed.
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