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  • 7 Year’s Ago Today…

    I dropped to one knee during my best Paul McCartney impression, and asked this little lady to journey forth with me into the abyss. I ripped my fabled Black Book in half and… Here we stand; strong as ever.

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  • We need to discuss this bowl…

    This is the Queen’s pork and broccoli Ramen with her special broth (aka Sam-Sauce). It’s 62 degrees outside. She removed her glasses and turned on the air conditioner. I need to take a break to cease perspiration. On my frakkin’ nose!

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  • Stu, Stu, Studio.

    Stu, Stu, Studio.

    Their condo’s a museum, and no one comes to see ‘um, they really got the ’tism, the Cloud-Miller family. Da da da dum, snap, snap…

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  • Crane Technique

    Crane Technique

    I’m trying not to watch.

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  • Dueling Hooters (a poem)

    Hot-boxing Hot Wheels on a Friday night Summer sunset swallows the horizon as electric tears vow revenge Asphalt sizzles with each bullet, bleeding heat before the speeding beasts Windows hide first kisses and final goodbyes How silly you were Red & blue signal when Flee or face the phallus To peasant’s field or potter’s stone…

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