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When she walked in the door I knew she was trouble. She would be my friend, but the kind of friend who needs bail money and a place to stay no questions asked. I loved her.
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She handed me a 40 and I cracked it upside the van she lived in.
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Just curious, where can I get a 40?. If I can get a hold on one I'd be rich.
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]Roses are red. Violets are blue.[ Look for the positive in the negative. PIRILON. If lemons fall from the sky, make lemonade. Unknown. Nothing stronger than habit. Victor Hugo. You are the slave of what you say, and the master of what you keep. Unknown. |
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i'd known this woman for years. she owned a huge house in austin texas, with 3 cats and a big dog- which would attempt to scare you off the property if you went anywhere near |
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She never wanted anyone on her property. What was she hiding? We all used to joke about her having a dead body hidden behind the barn. Was it a joke?
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There was this time that there were two police cars and an ambulance speeding down the drive and lights flashing through one of the upstairs windows. There were people with torches walking across the lawn.
Nothing about it was reported on the news, though everyone knew her: she was famous.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. Last edited by Icare dixit; May 02, 2016 at 03:38 PM. |
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We used to live across the street. She never said much when I happened to see her, which wasn't often.
She used to write those cheap detective novels. They made her rich and famous. But after some time, she seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. |
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You'd hear stories in town that she had plastic surgery and is in the Witness Protection Program
I never knew what to believe, but cop cars and ambulances don't come to your house for no reason...right???
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What's so funny about peace, love and understanding? Elvis Costello |
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Her mother was a hooker. Her father, of course, a pimp.
They had a bordello where all the family practiced social work. Including granny. She's into kinky sex. I mean granny. Even her brother was a male prostitute. The family remains at large. In a farm that used to belong to Clyde. Bonnie was not in the title. Couldn't sign.
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]Roses are red. Violets are blue.[ Look for the positive in the negative. PIRILON. If lemons fall from the sky, make lemonade. Unknown. Nothing stronger than habit. Victor Hugo. You are the slave of what you say, and the master of what you keep. Unknown. |
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Clyde remained at large.
he was wanted for a series of robberies in the area- the biggist of which was stealing from the local highschool- smashing 1 of the windows when no one was around, and helping himself to anything he could- ransacking the classrooms, and the teacher's staffroom. no one knows where he went, or how he got away some people claim that he's still in the area under a false identity some people claim he left the state, and others believe he is no longer in america |
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He saved my sister when she feel down an old well.
He had a steel exterior and a heart of gold I like to think that he moved to Alaska and is living off the grid. Happy
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What's so funny about peace, love and understanding? Elvis Costello |
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But in the back of my mind, I can never quite shake the feeling that his departure coincided with that incident. No one ever saw him again after that. Was he responsible for all the lights and sirens across the street? Were they called for him...or because of him? Usually, people can't stop talking about the famous, especially when it comes to juicy gossip. But ask one person around this town about it, and it's amazing how quickly the topic gets changed.
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their was no doubt in my mind he would be back to cause trouble, and hopefully, this time, be caught for good.
but for now he wasn't causing trouble. for now he wasn't here, so we could return to our lives... sort of life was never the same after what he did. it was night. i was sitting outside reading, the cool air on my face. i was reading oliver twist, since i always enjoyed the classics- and i always enjoyed dickens i know i should sleep, but i can't. it's 1 in the morning, and i'm wide awake, sitting outside my house |
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What was that noise? Deer in the bush??? Not this time of year.
Shhh... What do I hear? Rustling What is that?
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What's so funny about peace, love and understanding? Elvis Costello |
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And there she was. Somewhat dishevelled, but giving an impression of determination and amusement.
She walked past me with big strides, muttering a greeting and entering my house—as if she owned the place! I quickly followed her into the living room. "Do you have a pen?", she asked, sitting on the sofa.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. |
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An owl popped his feathered head out of the huckleberry bush to my left. She asked me who I think I am.
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[Not all at once!
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. |
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She scribbled something about Clyde shooting her owl, flashed me the note then folded the paper and swallowed it.
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"So I'll remember.", she said. Then she wrote the same thing on another piece of paper together with her signature.
She told me she had to write a written statement as proof for reasonable doubt, after she was charged with murder for killing Clyde. While she sat on the sofa, feverishly writing away, she kept tapping her feet loudly on the wooden floor.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. |
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Suddenly she turned and bolted out the door screaming "I am innocent, I am innocent"
That night as I watched dirty movies I wondered where she ran off to. My dog Arthur entered the room and asked me for a beer. I handed him one and we talked for a while about his love of the poodle that lived next door and how she teased him through the fence constantly.
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[This story is getting weirder and weirder.
![]() "Who was that woman that woke me with all her yelling?", Arthur then asked. "Wasn't that the woman that used to live across the street from us?", my goldfish asked as I grabbed the phone to call the newspaper to tell them what had happened.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. |
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Then I woke up. Had I dreamt all that about my unexpected visitor? I didn't know.
The TV was on. No sign of Arthur. My goldfish kept quiet.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. |
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I walked into the garden and saw a white rabbit taking a watch out of his waistcoat pocket. "Look at the time!", it exclaimed.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide. See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me. |
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i looked at the rabit strangely,
"what.... a talking rabit?" was i hearing things? i decided to reply "yes, it's late. i should really be in bed" i waited, half expecting the rabbit to just lie their in sted, it yawned, stood up, and started making it's way towards the house i thought about trying to catch it before it could get through the door, but it was too late.. mr bunny had rushed in through the open door and in to the living room |
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The bunny was wearing a Fitbit and began teaching a fitness class to my goldfish. I decided to join in.
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