The August storm came hard from the south, as they usually did, with a rebel yell and mighty charge. The ancient Elms and Hickories were rolling as if the sky was running an angry hand over their spreads, dressed in full-green canvas; thick to the river.
The root cause that dwarfs everything, is something called derivatives. They’re bastard investments gone berserk.
Hypothetical events leading to the second Civil War.
“Well…why don’t we go to have fun? Something like, we’re here, we’re broke and we’re happy, and thanks Pat for the invite; we brought a sixer of Bud-Light and some killer Purple-Kush. If they ask what you’re driving these days, tell em your wife!”
The muted crack of a rifle shot in the distance echoed across the landscape and the man they called Crew slumped sideways from the impact of an expanding bullet that blew out the driver’s side window and half of his head.
A teenage boy, his brother and father discuss life on their way to a fishing trip in the Sea of Cortez in Baja California, Mexico.
Which loan is better for a customer: a fee-based loan or loan with no cost?
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Yes Stoners, The days of rolling, tearing, air-filled, two paper spliffs are over, because the makers at “Hey Dude Head Shops” have created the 2011 Custom Glass-Blown, eight hose, locking-bowl, party bong. Yes, Partyers, the Red Dragon Octopus allows you to smoke more goo with half the hassle. Gone are the days of hand carving an apple or rolling those embarrassing fatties that burn to a roach with the first big hit.
It’s simple to use, first fill the reservoir with cheap red wine, then fill the patent pending, porcelain bowl with your favorite shit.
Light the …
I’ve said it before, but it needs repeating. When you feel the comedic blues, and the Red Bull and the venti, triple-shot, Jamaican Blue Mountain drip (no cream) hasn’t kicked in, go back to basics. Go straight to your ass. It’s one of the fundamental foundations of comedy.