The True Ayarc
Oi, son. You thinks you can set down there the other enda dis table wif me wifout so much as a nod? No eye-contact? Not evens a passing grunt? Wall hou'bout dis; you walks up to the barmaiden there and you ask her if she could bring us a couple of drinks. Then weh'll set here and discuss why's'n you be comin' to a place so far from home. A tavern that exists, but really doesn't. A pub with no estate. A wat'rin' hole wit no watah. Hmm?_________________________________________________________________________
It's been a few years but I guess I couldn't resist. Something about the way most people are so eager to tell you off for being enthusiastic. Maybe that's not just the internet. Maybe that's people in general. Who knows, maybe I'm just thinking too much, like I haven't heard that one a dozen times.
Can't say I'm much different though. Growing more and more cynical as the days go by. But at least I have a couple of solitary joys left that seem to get me up in the morning.
About me? I'm always up for a joke. I'm always down for a movie. And, well, frankly, I'm always head-over-heels for girls who smile with their teeth showing, mouth open. Who can laugh at funnies and make fun of their laugh.
I've been some places and learned some things, but I try to leave my problems at the door because I know they're not going anywhere.
It's a mixed up jumbled up shook up world out there and I'm a better man for it, moving on to better things. We're all kinks and kooks in this world, we just gotta find what sanitizes the soul and strengthens our hearts.
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I like yours too.