A feminine voice came from the side: "Aw look how cute he is, so stressed out."
Okay, yes, the big guy was a dog, Man's best friend. Maybe the short guy was me. But I think the tall guy was also me, with his lack of self esteem, just needing to be appreciated. And suffering badly because he so wanted to please the short guy but couldn't because the short guy just would not be pleased by somebody who just wanted to be pleased.
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Martin Hayter I, for one, won't be judging you, Stan...I have a yellow snow drawing competition on which to exercise my judgement...and I appreciate you.
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Al Broudy I respond here to the "Aw look how cute he is" with a vignette from my past. After I left New Hampshire for Quebec, I was in the habit of motorbiking down to NH to visit. It was only 300 miles or so. But I usually took a motel as soon as I crossed into Vermont. It was cheap and it was nice. So I take a room one night and head for the bar..still wearing my leathers. I had, like, bugs in my teeth. Bugs in my fuckin' teeth. I thought I was looking quite the fearsome dangeroso. And I ordered a fearsome dangeroso kind of drink. "Beer, whiskey chaser," I growled. I guzzled some beer and raised the whiskey to my lips. I heard a woman across the bar say to her husband, soto voce, "Oh, how cute..he's drinking boiler-makers."
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Stan Burfield ha ha. The kind of thing you'd never forget! Also, I gotta say, Al, you can really tell a story.