Hungover on reality….
Or high on illusion?
Life is nothing more than a visit to the bar!
What’s your poison tonight, sir?
How about a cocktail of the two?
Coming up …. one average human being on the rocks.
No, hold the ice, give it to me neat..
Impossible, the ice keeps it from exploding!
For Shreyasi, who understands what I don’t say as well. And for the person this conversation happened with. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ How are things? What things? You know…are you dating anybody? I haven’t heard you talk about any women. I haven’t liked any women. Turn left here, it’s around the corner. What…
This was fun. It is even more of a challenge to say something in a few words than to say it in many. Sagnik tagged me so here goes…my 55-word stories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<p align=”center”><strong>The Worker</strong></p> The sun was shining, a blazing yellow-white. Heedlessly they trudged on.“But do I have to?” he…
@ S, Sense, Because of B: 🙂
@ Grey Shades: Isn’t it? The 55ers had me chewing on my nails when I first started but precision has become a boon now!
@ ‘nonnymus: That’s a mighty compliment, thank you!
Soooooo appropriate. In more ways than one. Lady I think of getting drunk and you’re ready with the cocktail. Amazing.
55 words is all it takes to tell life like it is…
spot on
LOL. You, girl, Crack me up!
oh wow, what a unique take on life!Trust you to think this way