Terry paused, fully aware of which bathroom was more self-identifying, but trying to remember what state this was and whether or not there were any insipid rules created by local politicians who couldn’t care less about some of their constituents. Suddenly, Dolly Parton came trotting up, leaving a […]
[Left to right…] Hume: “I’m not sure what I’m seeing. It’s almost indescribable, like the weird way these clothes make me look twelve years old.” Henry: “Well, I lost my glasses fightin’ off that giant squid a few miles back while the rest of you did squat, but […]
William: “What the hell are you doing?” Gloria: “I’m doing what I do best. I’m being overly dramatic about everything in my life.” William: “But doesn’t that just wear you out after a while? I’m already tired and I’m just watching you.” Gloria: “That’s because you’re young. The […]
Damn, I couldn’t believe it had gotten this bad so quickly. The last time I had dropped in, dragging my wheeled picnic basket, the park had been filled with people, many dots of color, the smaller ones dashing about and scream-giggling, the larger ones more controlled, lounging on […]
Farley, left: “I can’t stop smiling when I look at you.” Robert, right: “Wait, that line isn’t in the script.” Farley: “Nor is my attraction to you.” Robert: “Really? Well, we just took a turn I wasn’t expecting.” Farley: “Oh, please. You’re the one that ordered the 120-proof […]
In the last Clam Bake, I had a rather swell time sifting through old comments and cultivating some of the jewels. So, to somewhat continue the trend, with this Clam I’ll be sharing some of my responses to what others have written, both here and on their own […]
Clark: “Okay, are you ready to do this scene?” Jean: “I think so. But can I say that you really look a lot hotter here than you will in that Gone with the Wind mess you’ll make in a few years?” Clark: “Of course you can say that. […]
1. That antique malls even exist. Where did these things even come from? Back in the day, when people got together and tried to sell used stuff, it was called a flea market. People set up little tables where they could pile a bunch of dusty things that […]
At first glance, this appears to be an image of the Muse that eventually inspired Stevie Nicks to go into her vagabond-gypsy/possible-witch musical phase. In reality, this is just a poignant study of a very sad woman who was unable to master the craft of Cat’s Cradle. She […]
Note: Change the pronouns around however you like to fit the dynamics of your own relationship. This is an equal-opportunity whine-fest, and all variations of love are fully embraced here at Bonnywood Manor. 1. He changes the car radio right in the middle of a song that […]
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