There was a girl in the 8th grade named Tamara Leader who attempted to ruin my life. We were dating. She had more experience than I. She had already given out hand jobs to cute boys and I was begging to be touched anywhere below (more…)
Last night I must have woken up every two hours. I have a baby monitor in my left ear. I wake up to hear him. He stops. I look around, my girlfriend still sleeping.
I wake up again. He is crying. My girlfriend is not in the bed. He stops.
I wake up again. he is sleeping between us. He opens his eyes.
I wake up again, he’s not crying and i don’t see him in the bed only my girlfriend. I get up, walk to his room, he’s sleeping in the crib.
I wake up again, no crying, no baby, no girlfriend, and somehow I’m on the couch.
This happens every night. I’m like a soldier in Viet Nam expecting Charlie to leap out of hiding.
The citizens of this small Serbian village recently put up a 10ft. bronze statue of Rocky Balboa (in his famous glove raised pose), because, and I quote…
For five years, only negative reports on farm diseases, monstrous murders, floods and landslides have been coming from our village.
Time Magazine September 3 2007 Issue
If there are farm diseases, unspeakable murders, flashflood’s ruining your plantations, livestock, building stuctures. Contaminate water, bring flies, cause an outbreak of malaria and basically everyone hates their life and each other I don’t believe a 10ft. Rocky Balboa Staute (more…)
