When Chris found out that she is a boy, he makes pee on his panties. His freak mother became disappointed, but to him wasn’t embarrassing. It was liberating.
domingo, 25 de janeiro de 2009
Alive
domingo, 18 de janeiro de 2009
domingo, 11 de janeiro de 2009
Goddamned Babbitts
Every time I have to deal with them, I freak out. Every cool project that we made was always refused by all of them. I don’t comprehend it. These people don’t like to earn money? Now I finally saw a good project been approved. Jesus, I wrote this last week and it really happened. Sounds like that movie Stranger Then Fiction. We’ll be rich and happy because of this.
domingo, 4 de janeiro de 2009
A Good Job
Reassuring his position in the high echelons of the city hall after beating the spokesman to political death, Joseph turned out to be a worst person than he already was. Egomaniac to the point of really believes that there is such thing as a “high echelon” of the mayor’s office of a tiny town, he started to jockey for positions inside the federal government. Of course, no one remembered him when he mentioned the rallies on “his” town. Anyway, he came back from capital and opened up a pirate radio, saying the Commission allowed him to do it. He never showed his license to anyone, including the farmers who back him with funds. After attack the mayor of a bordering city, a protégé of the governor, the Feds close “his” radio, but Joseph has a resilience that annoys anyone: with photos of the mayor and his mistress in hands and copies in strongboxes, he is the Karl Rove of the swamp.
domingo, 28 de dezembro de 2008
"Enter prize"
After just a few weeks, nobody could talk to each other. The dream of start a business together turned in exactly what they want to avoid: they had to work hard, of course. What the fuck do they have in mind? Selling “thermogenic” medicine without receipt was not that simple. They have to wrap it, sell it through mail and phone, count the gains, calculate the debts and divide the money. Rat really hates to go to different mail offices to keep things seeming like a normal operation. Necklace hates to account the money. He thinks that everyone is paranoid about his “management”, but no one gives a fuck about it, even the police didn’t care about it.
domingo, 21 de dezembro de 2008
Mum's luv
I swear to you: I’ve never heard anything ‘bout this shit. Thus, I was there, but they never spoken directly to me. They just said hi and by. How can I image? The friends of my kid are on drugs. I noticed that, but I’m pretty sure he’s not a drug dealer…