Sipping a coffee, the DP came to mind and his troubled waters, thinking he’ll need something bigger than this
Even this wouldn’t work
Sipping coffee, looking at the front yard, (it’s a big ass yard)
what he needs is something like the Heretic
the Rebel
aka
the Cutty Sark
You wanna know what’s not in the front yard, well I’ll tell ya, doctor offices, not sure if you ever misunderstandings in such places, I sure the hell do. I wheeled her in found seat, every doc office I’ve been in as useless reading, hell, I thought people magazine went away about the time the Fabulous Freak brothers did. Good thing I brough my own. This shapely welldefined desk lady, dressed nicely, I can white shoulders when I smell it (I know stuff), stands about 3 feet from me facing away, her buttocks is like right there I glance down with my mind still on my truck, turns to truck stuff, all I said was doable looking at the truck doodads
She musta heard for she turned around faster than you can take off a dirty shirt, ” what you say? What the hell you carrying on about woman, I’m looking at stuff . right about then doc comes out saying hi to ma, ” doctor, I need a boost” I had written boost on her palm so the doc would inquire about it. Doc is looking confused, ” ma you don’t need a boost, dad boosted you enough, you need BOOST or some ensure stuff”. That’s what I said, I need a boost. Meanwhile the shapely attractive lady I must say, is standing there closer now with her buttocks in my face . Doc is laughing, I can’t breath let alone read my stuff
How close was her buttocks? close enough to when she moved, she bumped my cover on my head.
Doc, you need more chairs, sitting on this child’s stool in a cubby corner isn’t working for me, mom still carrying on getting boosted as they wheeled her away. Somehow, this song resonates with me, maybe you as well.