I'm not really going to talk about Vietnam, because I don't believe it really exists. Like the moon landing the government just made it up to keep people distracted while they rasied the bubblegum tax.
What I do believe in is Jesus. I believe he is walking around today with holes in his hands and feet, drinking wine from the gutter, just wandering around, homeless.
I thought this one homeless bummy bum vagrant pauper guy was Jesus, but it turns out he wasn't. I really shouldn't have let him sleep in my bed. He hogged all the covers. Jesus wouldn't do that. Jesus would share, and spoon me for warmth. And Jesus wouldnt have cryed about his hard life on the streets and begged me to let him stay. He would have gotten up in the morning and made the bed and left quietly. This imposter jesus was still in my bed when I got home from work this morning. we was still asleep. When I shook him to wake him up, he was all like "I haven't slept in a real bed in three years. Would you mind if I take a shower?" and I was like "Fine, but you have to keep your clothes on." Then I called the police and told them that there was some homeless guy taking a shower in his clothes in my bathrrom and that I wated to press as many charges as I could so that he would never see the light of day again. Before the cops showed up I smashed up some furniture and cut a few slashes into my face.
It was worth it. I got to see them mace fake Jesus and throw him into the back of a Paddy Wagon. Then the cops said "Happy Good Friday" which really cheered me up, because the real Jesus is out there, somewhere and he's alive and kicking. HAPPY GOOD FRIDAY.
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ok so first post and i am already hooked. i am linking you to my (pseudo)blog immediatly.
ps- i am so excited about the class and all the shows were doing this summer.
pps- i am not going to beat around the bush any longer- why are you not in nyc? kinsler and i talked about it last night and decided you (we) would be happier here and we miss you. laurie is moving here in september so it is only a matter of time before we get you too, so why waste (y)our time any longer?
Is this Chris R? I'd recognize your thoroughly inappropriate sense of humor anywhere.
Also, yes, move to New York! We can all relive the halcyon days of our misspent youth! You can even stay on my couch while you're looking for a place. Ok, so I don't technically have a couch. Or an apartment. Details!
you can both stay on my pull out couch like in the olden days at lauren's house. remember that time when we all got on lauren's bed and then it broke?!.....oh wait....umm i forgot i don't have a couch or a bed or anything to lie on- sorry guys.
There was at least one night when there were literally maybe 7 people sleeping on that bed.
ok chris- you may be overwhelmed slash annoyed slash slightly turned on (i mean let's be honest here)in regards to the intensity of me and laurie's avid posting and this may cause you never to post again, but seriously you have to go to laurie's blog if you haven't been already and read her latest post and the subsequent comments. you are mentioned and there is a series of pictures that follow. miss you!
Chris has a blog and nobody told me??? I am officially that girl in the group who everyone hangs out cause she has cool clothes(big apartment) but secretly everyone thinks she smells.
Hi...I'm Fallon, a fictional character in Bobby Harwell's novel Flawed. Bobby played a committee senator in Human Nature. If you'd like more of Bobby's film credits please go to IMDb.com. If you would like to know more about his novel or how to buy it please go to brharwell.com. Then go to my blog and click Scene from "Flawed". That will bring up the link to the short video excerpt of the prologue to "Flawed". Thank you. Enjoy.
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