what are you thankful for ?

AS THE YEAR COMES TO AN END VERY SOON I REFLECT ON THIS PAST YEAR AND THINK OF ALL THE THINGS I’M THANKFUL FOR. TO SEE ANOTHER SUNRISE AND TO EAT A BOLGNA SANDWICH AGAIN. TO HAVE IN MY POCKET MORE THAN MY HANDS. OH GOODNESS THE LIST GOES ON AND ON.
ENTERING MY MIDDLE AGE (WHEN EXACTLY DOES MIDDLE AGE START?)I RECKON WHEN ALL MY TEEETH ARE PARKED IN A CUP AT NIGHT AND I ACTUALLY START ENJOYING SHREDDED MINI WHEAT AND OATMEAL.
ALTHOUGH I STILL CAN STAND TO PEE I DON’T CLIMB TO THE TOP OF THE TREES ANYMORE. AND THE POLICE DONT EVEN HAVE A CHANCE WITH ME AS I DO GO THE SPEEDF LIMIT AND MOST OF THE TIME HOME BEFORE THEY ROLL UP THE SIDEWALKS IN TOWN.
OH THOSE DAYS OF MY YOUTH. SOME OF THEM SO DARING AND SILLY i DON’T THINK I SHOULD EVEN REPEAT THEM TODAY. sUCH AS THE TIME MY COUSINS AND i WERE CAUGHT THROWING OVERIPE PLUMS AT THE SPEEDINGCARS IN FRONT OF HIS HOUSE,W DIDNT EVEN THINK THEY WOULD TURN AROUND AND STOP AND TELL OUR PARENTS. OR THE TIME I WAS SO DANG ENEBRIATED(DRUNK) WALKING DOWN THE ROAD WAS A BIG CHORE. I WAS A ZIGGIN AND A ZAGGING ALL OVER THE PLACE UNTIL I DECIDED TO JUST GO WITH THE DANG ZIGS AND ZAGS, AND SOON I WAS A THROWING UP GOODNESS KNOWS HOW I MADE IT ALIVE TO EVEN WRITE THIS MEMORY. DID YOU EVER PARTICIPATE IN A WHIFFLE BALL TOUNAMENT WITH JUST ONE OTHER PERSON. WE PLAYED AND PLAYED AND PLAYED THAT WHIFFLE BALLL TILL IT WAS EVEN DARK OUTIDE AND FIGURED OUT HOW TO LIGHT DOUG MASSEYS BACK YARD AND WE KEPT A PLAYIN. I THINK THE FINAL SCORE WAS 479-332. I WON. HAHAHA.
THEY SAY ASX YOU GET OLDER YOU GET BOLDER. YEAH I THINK I WAS WRONG THOUGH HAVING A GIRLFRIEND ON EACH CORNER OF THAT SCHOOL HOUSE WHEN I WAS ONLY REALLY INTERESTED IN THE SKINNY REDHAIRED ONE WITH LOTS OF MONEY. OH DID THE SPARKS A FLY WHEN THEY ALL COMPARED NOTES IT TOOK ME NEARLY TWO HOURS TELLING MY REDHEADDED GITRL THEM OTHER GIRLS WAS A TELLING BIG LIES.
WHEN YOU GET STONED IN THE NEW MILINEUM IT JUST AINT THE SAME AS THE REAL DAYS OF SEX, DRUGS AND ROCK N ROLL. IT WAS A SIGHT TO BE SEEN. EVERYDAY AT THE MORNING BUSSTOP WE WOULD SMOKE A JOINT OR TTHREE SO WE WOULD BE A BUZING FOR THE FIRST HOUR BELL. I DONT MEMEBER MUCH OF ALGEBRA BUT I CARRIED ON IN THEM CLASSES LIKE I WAS A SOBER AS THE TEACHER.
THANKFUL TO BE ALIVE TODAY. CANDY BARS THEN WERE A TEN CENT PARDON OF THE CHANGE IN YOUR POCKET AND ONE OF MY MOST FAVORITE ONE THSAT I DONT THINK THEY EVEN SELL TODAY WAS THE MARATHON BAR. IT WAS A FOOT LONG OR BETTER TWISTED CONGLOBTION OF CARAMEL AND DIPPED IN MILK CHOCOLATE. OH MMMM IT WAS DELICIOUSA!!!
AND THEM SMOKES. OH THE TERRIBLE PEOPLE ASSSOCIATED WITH SMOKING. IT AONLY COST 40 CENTS A PACK AND I LEARNED EARLY ON YOU COULD WRITE A NOTE AND SIGN YOU MOTHERS NAME THAT SHE NEEDED THEM SMOKES SO THEY ILLEGALLY SOLD THEM TO ME AND BY THE TIME i WAS 14 I WAS A MARLBORO KID. IF THERE WAS SUCH A THANG I WAS THE KID. THINKING BACK THE SHAMPOO OF THEM DAYS WAS A LITTLE DIFFERENT THAN ALL THESE SOLECTIONS OF TODAY. BUT MY FAVORITE ONE WAS HERBAL ESSENCE. I JUST LIKED IT. DONT TELL MY BIG BROTHER THAT THAT WAS THE SECRET TO MY LONGIVITY OF A KEEPING MY HAIR CAUSE HE”LL START IN BOUT ME AND MY FALSE TEETH…
DO NOT EVER HAVE YOUR PARENTS A PICKING YOU UP FROM THE POLICE STATION AND ON YOUR WAY OUT TO THE CAR WAVE AND TELL THE POLICEMAN THAT YOU’LL SEE EM LATER. WHEW, I THOUGHT ROCK AND ROLL WAS A LOUD IN THEM DAYS… MY FATHER AFTER PULLING AWAY FROM THAT THERE POLICE INCIDENT FOR THE WHOLE RIDE HOME HE TOLD ME ID A BETTER NOT SEE THEM POLICEMEN AGAIN! THANK GOODNESS IM ALIVE TO TELL THESE HERE STORIES.

BY gENERAL hOPE 13′

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