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MonicaK
Joined: 10 Sep 2008 Posts: 1
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 7:29 pm Post subject: Hey Tony |
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Hey, Tony, how in the world are you? Bird is a good name for you with that beak of a nose. I'm glad to see your still having a good time in Buffalo. I moved back last January. Peace, Harmony & Luck of the Irish to you. MM
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Poe Man Poe

Joined: 03 Dec 2007 Posts: 368 Location: Pittsburgh, Pa.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 8:17 pm Post subject: |
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The rain was not going to stop, but I liked it that way. It was better than burning in the gouge of the endless sun. I made my way to the row of dumpster's behind 'Mary's Tavern and Beef Hut'. It was "Stick Your Sack to the Vinyl Seat Night". You had to bring your own sack. I brought mine and downed a fifth of cheap bourbon. Monogram, I think. It was brown and came in a jug, so I had at it in long poisoning pulls with a couple of damp bar pretzels that someone left in an ashtray. I was out of cash and hungry...like chew-on-your-ass hungry. The dumpsters were my only option. Pat, the barmaid, knew my situation and had, in the past, given me potential throw outs on a sticky paper plate. She gave me the sign that she was making her way to the dumpster with a soggy load of fries and some uneaten slaw. It was only gonna cost me a rub job on Pat's parts, so I went for it. She leaned against the wall as she handed me the plate. She parted her legs and I licked on my hand and went for it. There, under her skirt, was a guy down on all fours and goin' at it like a champ. I took the food and nestled beside dumpster # 11 to dig in. The rain was still coming as fast as Pat when I heard her scream in ecstasy, "Go for it all, Anthony!" Tony? _________________ My dreams need me more than I need my dreams. |
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Poe Man Poe

Joined: 03 Dec 2007 Posts: 368 Location: Pittsburgh, Pa.
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 5:38 pm Post subject: |
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Taking a full pound of Isaly's chipped ham up the ass and offering to pull the train of the entire Seton Hill Basketbell Team cheerleading squad in front of Kroger's on food stamp day. Tony? _________________ My dreams need me more than I need my dreams. |
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moleman

Joined: 13 May 2008 Posts: 275 Location: The Garden Theater
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 1:13 am Post subject: |
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Cranberry Kuhns. Shopping cart full of cold cuts. Perusing the various lubicrants in the cosmetics isle. Tony? _________________ Admit nothing. Deny everything. Make counter accusations. |
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tiny
Joined: 17 Jul 2008 Posts: 45 Location: Pittsburgh, PA
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 9:38 pm Post subject: |
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Hunched on a stool at the end of the bar on the last night the Rosecliffe Lounge was open; feather boa, one fake eyelash, an official Siegfried und Roy spangled vest from which most of the spangles were missing, and a double shot of something caramel-colored in front of him, into which he was crying and whispering "fuck" over and over again. Tony? _________________ What am I, wood over here? |
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moleman

Joined: 13 May 2008 Posts: 275 Location: The Garden Theater
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 3:57 pm Post subject: |
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I stumbled and dropped the fifth of Ten High I'd been taking long pulls of. The bottle broke and I stood there looking down as a Police Cruiser slowed. I ducked behind a dumpster and started rubbing my forehead wondering how it had gotten this bad, when I heard a low moan. The guy in the dumpster was half naked and partially covered with garbage from the Pizza Sicilia franchise next door. I offered him a White Owl. He took it with trembling hands and vomitted a little.
Tony? _________________ Admit nothing. Deny everything. Make counter accusations. |
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Sir Richard Pumpaloaf

Joined: 04 May 2008 Posts: 63 Location: Duchy of Grand Fenwick
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 1:24 am Post subject: |
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I knew a vivacious young dumpster vixen Two Tongued Tilly, she liked White Owls too, skin tipped, had a penny loafer fetish to boot. _________________ He who does not ram the lamb, strokes the goat!! |
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moleman

Joined: 13 May 2008 Posts: 275 Location: The Garden Theater
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 3:44 pm Post subject: |
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Thrift Drug in Greentree. Eating Spam right from the can behind a paper towel display then wrestling with the Night Manager when he was caught.
Tony? _________________ Admit nothing. Deny everything. Make counter accusations. |
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Poe Man Poe

Joined: 03 Dec 2007 Posts: 368 Location: Pittsburgh, Pa.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 2:31 pm Post subject: |
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Having at a can of Starkist (in oil) whist peering through the screendoor near the loading dock at the Wilmerding Big Lots. While he was being searched for weapons by the local authorities, he was heard to say, "I just wanted to borrow a spork." Tony? _________________ My dreams need me more than I need my dreams. |
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moleman

Joined: 13 May 2008 Posts: 275 Location: The Garden Theater
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:45 am Post subject: |
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Howard in Ellington? Tony? Matt? Zoltan??
_________________ Admit nothing. Deny everything. Make counter accusations. |
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