Wife: ”Is that him crying?” (referring to our son)
Wife: “That’s him crying!”
Wife jumps up and starts hustling toward back of apartment.
Me: “Not unless he’s getting his pussy eaten.”
Wife stops, turns and looks at me, then opens the window, and hears the neighbor’s moans. She listens for a moment.
Wife: ”Did you just say ‘not unless our son is getting his pussy eaten?’”
I’m an old dude and a fan can’t wait for shame chamber! Cheers brother, Wain W.
— wayne w.
Dear sir, the album is coming very soon now. Here’s the deal. I have my album loaded up and waiting on Bandcamp. It is also going out of many other places for sale, except iTunes. This is because iTunes may feature it but they need to listen first (obviously). To do that, they need something called a UPC code. To get a UPC code, I had to set a release date for other sites. I am still waiting for the UPC code but the album is moving forward to distributors as I type. Hopefully it will all be timed correctly but iTunes could also be left behind.
So, to make a short story unnecessarily complicated, it looks like it will be dropping on June the 8th, I’m also a fan of ham.
I walk across the football field at the local high school. Music I have never heard is coming from the bleachers. I look up at three dudes sitting in the bleachers beside a boom box
Me - “What band is that?”
Dude - “The Doors”
Dude - “Wanna get high?”
Me - “Sure”
And so began my journey to being a stoner.
RIP Ray Manzarek