Thursday’s are my night out. Mrs. Barn goes off to play poker so I head for the V.I.P. Lounge to catch up on current events.
Tonight didn’t happen that way.
The lounge could not have been more boring, no one showed up till I was into my 5-6th beer, the kid, Raina was determined to watch sesame street or some shit. Fuck it,, I went home.
Got back just about the time Mrs. Barn was leaving.
I know, Scurvy, get yer ass in here. And put on these shades and sit still.
Well,, I can bet you know how smooth that went.
But I got ‘er done. And he never bit me either.
Some days our lives are just not that glamorous.
"How's the world been treating you?"
"Like a baby treats a diaper."
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