!rregular

I suppose in life there are a number of irregular things you can live with.

Your car may have that rough idle caused by some engine problem...

Irregular clothes from an outlet store...

You can always add fiber to your diet to make you more regular...

But I suppose the ol' ticker needs better loving than the your four wheel love. Nothing 2mg of Gen-Warfarin can't fix up.

I hope Dr. House has been practicing his cantonese so he can order up at the chinese restaurant.

wear!ng my...

heart on my sleeve with rubber bands around it.

I don't know what it means but it sounded like a good doodle when I came up with it.

Damn you music for making me think.

can !t get any smaller?

You are a very, very special boy when the bus that picks you up is an onesie.

Let's hope the sperm count is low in this one.

today !s what?

Didn't even cross my mind.... at least not that way.

const!pated.... sort of

I'm full of it.

Of doodlez, that is.

Sometimes when you are sitting there, they just don't come out and the next thing you know - S P L A T !!

Time to go to the grocery store and browse the fiber isle.

that day w!ll come

I want to buy an old,

Big.

Beat up.

Pick-up truck and drive around town.

I will take said pick-up truck and when someone does something stupid like...

- drive at the same speed as the guy next to him on the road.

- drive in my blind spot, slowing down and speeding up with me for too long.

- drive at the speed limit in the fast lane with no one in front.

- run a red light.

- cross the walk on a yellow.

- make a u-turn without a care of the cars around you.

- taking up two lanes on a snowy road, even though you can visually see the ruts in the road.

I will ram the truck right into you and walk away.

she calls.... and ! come

That majestic caramel skin beauty called out my name again.

The mistress lives in a dark place but when she is finally in the open tickles, your nose and it's like fireworks in your ear.

I bow down to her scent and the feelings she gives me.

mmmmmm....

"That's the Real Thing."


perhaps I should invite her good friend, Rum, for a party.

ton!te your fortune cookie says....

"If you weren't born you, you wouldn't be who you are."

spl!sh splash

I'm not a bad person. Really.

Although, there are thoughts that roam the great grey plains of my brain that originate with ill intentions such as this....

I'm in the right lane of three waiting for the lights to turn green when I see a SUV slowing down and coming to a halt in the middle lane.

Out of no where, a guy leisurely and briskly darts through the stops cars (not at the crosswalk) and comes with in 5 feet from getting splattered by the SUV.

Now.....

I'm all kind to babies, sometimes will avoid the occasional sprinting squirrel, but you know what. . . if you are stupid enough to

... run between cars,

... run with scissors,

... taste an unknown particle because you're not sure but think it's food,

... stick your tongue on freezing cold metal,

You can't blame someone that unintentionally or intentionally flicks your forehead.

You dumb ass.