Philippe

It does give up seeds…

It’s the sex version of rock paper scissors, substituting names, it’s a threesome; someone drops out…it’s still a go!

Just turn on wild kingdom and enjoy the ride…really.

There’s nothing like knowing, That the speed you’re going, is just right, making love to yourself.

College cooking…a self study program for youthful nutrition, sort of.

I’m hoping the prof becomes a mentor and sponsor to the boys, a father figure to help keep Matt focused on school while likewise mending and getting Kitt’s self esteem and education back on track. Not two men and a boy…two boys and a man and his dog. It just seems to me Tom is fill a void also.

What’s so sad is the focus on not letting Matt see him like this. Because he may change his option or friendship because of hard times? Because he may tell your dad he’s wrong and being an ass? what Kitt fails to realize or consider is that if Matt hadn’t waited, hadn’t kept searching, had…moved on?? Then you’ve already lost him and his pain would have still been there. You love Matt, you want Matt, let things sort out with his help.

While the story does build slower than what many may want, the emotions are enhanced through the paralysis of fear for himself and for his best friend and love. The posting schedule helps move it along before stagnation sinks its nails. I really have enjoyed the story and hope you continue to share your works. Thanks again for this one.

I’ll admit, I put off reading this. Based on title I delayed until I thought I’d be in the right mood to enjoy. Enjoy I did, this story brings out many every day thoughts, actions, and reactions that people experience in life…perhaps more in the city, but common none the less. The irony we see and enjoy is like taking a step back from ourselves and witnessing our actions through the eyes(lenses) of a traffic light with consciousness…and a bit of mischief born of boredom; perhaps personification of the rat race of daily life. You pulled this together wonderfully @Lee Wilson, thanks for the chuckles as we peered into the mirror of life.

Not me, my mind was erased. 😝 Actually, beer use to make me very sick in a short matter of time; everyone thought I was the cheapest drunk. It sucked too, as if I took a bottle everyone would grab it so that I only got one drink…being a broke ass college student, that was my entertainment budget for probably 2-4 weeks.

Of course, they have more fun now that traffic cameras are everywhere and can syndicate reruns.

But revenge is sweet sorrow….maybe he was driving the tanker.

Of course, then the arguments are spoken in multiple languages…and the observers don’t need translations to understand the meaning. 😣 🤷‍♂️ 🤦‍♂️ When the most common statement would be no insurance. Luckily, I was behind you so I could just follow…quickly.

I don’t know…those fecal oscillators are working overtime in Washington; too bad they get paid for doing nothing, while workers don’t get paid for doing their jobs.

But it doesn’t really matter as the motorcade is providing escort…for decoys.

Almost as common as lawyers in the US…that’s a lot!

What year? That can go different ways…

Yeah, everyone is pushed to be friends with Elly Dees; she must be an angel as she often has bright blue halos…sometimes blinding.

Yeah them Elly Dees do shed a new light on things.

The university I went to is or was more rural. At times the keg parties would be in a pasture with a flat bed for smaller known bands to have a stage, with generators behind the truck. Then another smaller trailer with the kegs, maybe 10-15. I have actually seen guys draped across a wooden rail fence, passed out and body still recovering before any signs of repositioning should be expected. Yup, still warm and breathing…must be ok; Adds imagery to that hungover reference. At least draped over the fence you weren’t going to choke on your vomit 🤮, just hope the varmints and the ants don’t make a run on it…or you. That morning dew did have a certain refreshing effect…like a cold damp towel, all over.

ELLIS!

Unfortunately, if you knew of her being bad, she was probably much worse when alone with the hubby. I find many times, wife engage in antagonistic behaviors, truly and intentionally provoking the spouses. Of course what was maybe intended to be just verbal harassment and fulfillment for them then turns physical…and they totally blame the husbands. Anyone can be pushed to their limits, and in our own home it’s hard to avoid being subjected to more and more. Society as a whole needs to reevaluate the victims in these domestic situations; putting total blame on a person that responds after begging to be left alone, to stop the harassment, and has the spouse following him along like a yapping Chihuahua in an adult female body….is emotional torture, it’s provoked physical resistance went it goes south. Like auto insurance claims, many times it’s shared responsibility for an accident. If court cases likewise held all responsible parties guilty then the behavior lending to the results would be rethought; it’s the ole cause vs symptom issue…not always, but too often.

I think anything she does has an underlying benefit to her, so letting Ben go out may make it easier to manipulate the younger kids or to pawn them off on sleepovers too; she gets rid of the kids but still denies dad any increased access to his kids.

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And what was up with Gold Finger? More correctly Goldfinger