What Are You Thinking? Continued 2

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Yesterday, I entered into a real-life comedy scene like one you'd watch on a TV cartoon. I was one of the principle actors in the scene. Let me describe it for you.

Opening Scene

Wile E. Coyote, SUUUUUUUUPER Genius - played by me (dammit!) - seated at his computer desk typing smutty things in Lit.

Bugs Bunny - played by the fucking field mouse that appears to have invaded my fucking home - hunched over, unseen by Wile E.

(Sounds of filth being mercilessly typed by Wile E.)

Wile E.: (Startled) What the FUCK is that?

(Bugs is seen by Wile E. looking at him from directly under the fucking monitor Wile E. is using to write his never-ending stream of porn comments. He has been there, unseen, the entire opening sequence.)

Bugs: (Blinking without words while disturbingly looking at Wile E. with eyes too big for the fucking mouses size)

Wile E.: I'm going to GET that fucking bastard! I know, I'll use the empty, old and scratched up Tupper Ware container I used for storing coins! I'll just place it over his cute little head, then after seeing him trapped helplessly, I'll rattle the little guy around inside the container until he has a nasty headache and I can dispose of him. BRILLIANT! I am brilliant! I am a SUUUUper Genius! Wile E. Coyote - SUUUUPER Genius! (Grabs the ACME container to commence this brilliant plot)

Bugs: (Yawning at Wile E.)

Wile E. slowly - ever-so-slowly - moves his hand with the container ever closer to Bugs. The knowing smirk of pleasure easily seen on Wile E.

Bugs: (A second yawn)

A fraction of a second later...

Wile E.: FUUUCKKK (Wile E. jumps backwards as if shot out of a fucking cannon)

Bugs literally has jumped about a foot into the air - effortlessly - and swan fucking dived into the smallest of creases between the computer desk and the small table holding Wile E.'s printer. Bugs scurries away - unafraid and unharmed.

Wile E. stands looking at the camera. His jaw drops to the floor, followed by his eyes looking directly at the camera. He blinks slowly, showing his embarrassment at being so thoroughly outsmarted by Bugs.

END OF SCENE
 
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Gynecologists really missed an opportunity by not referring to themselves as "private investigators"
 
Getting out of your own headspace is necessary sometimes. Says a man needing to take his own advice.
 
Yesterday, I entered into a real-life comedy scene like one you'd watch on a TV cartoon. I was one of the principle actors in the scene. Let me describe it for you.
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That made me laugh :D

We need to watch out for Bugs taking over your keyboard, Jeff... ;)
 
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So typical of me 🙄 I thought I’d get in a nice relaxing bath, and send a text to someone to get a few things off my chest, only to sink into the water and realise I’ve left my phone in the bedroom!

I’m on an iPod touch, not a phone and don’t have the right app on here

Ah well. I’ll just enjoy my bath instead 😊
 
I came across a bunch of old selfies I took several years ago and I'm thinking I wish I was that thin now. :(
 
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I feel like having everyone over for drinks so I can tell you all about my vacation and show you pics.
No there aren’t that kind of pics :rolleyes:
Mostly ;)
 
The best trip ever has left me all melancholy and missing him something terrible.
I feel like having everyone over for drinks so I can tell you all about my vacation and show you pics.
No there aren’t that kind of pics :rolleyes:
Mostly ;)

{{{Hugs}}} :heart::heart::heart:
 
Wishing I could be wrapped up in a pair of strong arms, for a nice, comforting, safe sleep.

Instead, I’m lighting a scented candle, looking for a show to watch online, and going to fall asleep hugging my pillow. At least I have a bed to lay in and a roof over my head, though.

Goodnight, lit world.
 
The best trip ever has left me all melancholy and missing him something terrible.
I feel like having everyone over for drinks so I can tell you all about my vacation and show you pics.
No there aren’t that kind of pics :rolleyes:
Mostly ;)

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Reminds me of the Cocaine weight loss strategy. Some paths don't need to be walked down.

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If I had not tried this hard, I would still maybe have not known failure. Believe me, not knowing is that sweet kiss chocolate lunges on your tongue when your lips have screamed in pain, or maybe in hope. Either way pain is hope and hope is pain. The way we swim through hurt is being seduced by hope, a cruel damsel that forever lurks around the corner and I seem to live in a fucking rectangular maze. Well that and the realization of the fact that, each corner is still the same, my head spins like a cartwheel off a clip and I see no end. Sometimes I wish to hit the bottom and be free of everything, the hope, hurt, pain, and well existence. With my soul smeared like a patch of dark crimson color, I wish to be relieved of my duties as a breathing soul and I can fucking return back to this wonderland and haunt the hell out of everyone who ever turned my time in the garden into a time in the accursed rectangular bunch of sharp hurting corners.
:cool:

But then again I am kidding and there are fluffy white clouds in the sky and there is life everywhere around me and I am happy. :devil:
 
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Also - EEK :eek: I’m almost at 3000 posts
 
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