Thanksgiving day

8 a.m Drunk

It´s 8 a.m
after party of Thanksgiving day
i think I am
a delicious ham
but a bit shit face
you could say in place
i have no disgrace
in the ungrace I craze…to kill!
damn, I just popped a pill
what a thrill
gonna jump a down hill,
how is that possible by the way?
ha, because I so say
wanna screw by the way
and yell, heeeey!
Well well,
this is so swell
fuck it, i´m drunk
as a horny skunk.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

The Peregrinus

Another great prompt by

“Hey! Peregrinus!!” Yelled William Bradford.

“Stop calling me that, just call me Edward, Edward Winslow.”

“It´s just funnier when I call you pereginus, I like to see
the irritation in your face.”

“Really William? We just arrived at our destination, a holy place
in May and you are coming at me with these idiotic things?”

This time William was the one who looked annoyed but he contained
himself from insulting again which happened throughout their arduous journey
on the ship. “Why do we have flowers anyways?” He asked.

“In case we meet someone here.”

“Really bright Edward, I see a whole bunch of people here.”

“Damn, well just call the ship the Mayflower and forget about it,
I´m hungry by the way go get something to eat.”

William returned half an hour later with a big bird.

“What in the world is that?”

“Don´t know, that dude high on the ridge with bow and arrow said turkey
what language was that man?,they told me to got eat with them.”

Edward looked confused, he didn´t like the idea of eating with a strange
guy with bows and arrows. “We´ll see what we do with the bow and arrow dude.”

I probably went just a bit over the 100 words

The garden of Eve

The garden of Eve
is where I should live

The garden of Eve
is what humanity should perceive

Green prairies
Kindred spirits
Loving stories

A place of love and forgiveness
A place where there are no grievances

So today on Thanksgiving eve
I invite you to live with me in the beautiful garden of Eve

God bless and as always, Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

What´s with the Thanksgiving fuzz?

What was that all about? First you have the president of the U.S putting on a Turkey on a table and pardon it. Come on, you´re going to eat your turkey later on, and why would that turkey want to be pardoned, maybe she wants to be eaten. Maybe she´s a solidary turkey that knows a lot of her fellow creatures are going to be eaten and the rest that are alive are going to look at her as in saying “why do you have the privilage first, to go to the White House and second to be pardoned?” She´s going to be frowned upon my the rest of her species so in my mind the White House does a disservice to the turkey world. And  PETA should be outrage by this act of cruelty.

Another thing, thank who exactly? First it´s a turkey which just on the outside it taste bad that´s why they stuff them! Who eats a turkey that is not stuff…nobody. My point is that you have to pay a bunch of dough for the turkey, the stuffing, for what? Forgot, and the silverware that you just take out once a year to look good in front of a bunch of family and friends most of whom or at least some you really don´t like and say Thank You, you kidding me. The long lost uncle will come by, the second cousin that you hate will probably be there and you all eat in the same table once a year acting as you like each other, so I don´t see the Thank you part of it although maybe the Giving part it is there.

Just a rambling thought.

Happy thanksgiving, not kidding…i think.