meanwhile,
back at the ranch,
.....or hacienda or suburban condo,
the young suburban ma'am
was weeping, 'n cryingn 'n sobbing,
having thrown herself down on her
soft, velvet covered chaise lounge.
"where are you Manly Cowboy?"
she wept
"wherefore did thou go?"
"whyfore have you doth forsaken me so?"
"in my hour of need?"
Boo hoo hoo hoo
the wailing was reaching a rather
intense volume,
so much so,
that,
soon,
there was a knock at the door.
wiping her tears from her
bright red swollen eyes and cheeks,
with her delicately embroidered
handkerchief,
her long white gosling robed gown
trailing her as,
she went to the door.
opening it,
what did she see?
but standing there,
there stood,
the,
most,
handsome, tall,
muscular man
of a manly plumber
she had ever seen.
said he,
"i couldn't but help to be
overhearing
your pitiful wails.
and i thought you might
need some help.
anything i can do to
assist you ma'am?"
WELL...
thought she,
this is the best iimprovement
in many a long day,
since the Manly Cowboy
had gone away.
"yes, you can" replied she
"would you like to come in
and take a cup of tea
with me?"
......not so fast,
we're not done
with this one.
"certainly, i would" replied he,
"and, well, ma'am, if it isn't any
trouble for you,
i'd really prefer something
a little stronger,
per chance, do you have
any beer?"
"why yes i do." says she
"cold?" asks he
"as a snowball in hell." she replied
the manly plumber strode in,
his tools jangling about
his firm hips and strong legs.
excusing herself,
she went to the kitchen and
opened up two beers.
pouring one in a tall glass,
over ice,
she poured an eighth of the other
into another
and finished filling it up
by adding warm water
from the tap.
she did this to prevent herself
from getting too tipsy
as she was dehydrated from
all of her crying.
out she walked,
two tall glasses
in hand,
she handed one to him
and looked over the other.
the first shy smile
her sweet face
had seen in a while,
began creeping up.
since,
now? who had gone???
the manly cowboy
lying on his back
of some foriegn land,
looked up and
saw a star twinkling
high in the sky,
and he smiled.
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
meanwhile,
back at the ranch,
.....or hacienda or suburban condo,
the young suburban ma'am
was weeping, 'n cryingn 'n sobbing,
having thrown herself down on her
soft, velvet covered chaise lounge.
"where are you Manly Cowboy?"
she wept
"wherefore did thou go?"
"whyfore have you doth forsaken me so?"
"in my hour of need?"
Boo hoo hoo hoo
the wailing was reaching a rather
intense volume,
so much so,
that,
soon,
there was a knock at the door.
wiping her tears from her
bright red swollen eyes and cheeks,
with her delicately embroidered
handkerchief,
her long white gosling robed gown
trailing her as,
she went to the door.
opening it,
what did she see?
but standing there,
there stood,
the,
most,
handsome, tall,
muscular man
of a manly plumber
she had ever seen.
said he,
"i couldn't but help to be
overhearing
your pitiful wails.
and i thought you might
need some help.
anything i can do to
assist you ma'am?"
WELL...
thought she,
this is the best iimprovement
in many a long day,
since the Manly Cowboy
had gone away.
"yes, you can" replied she
"would you like to come in
and take a cup of tea
with me?"
......not so fast,
we're not done
with this one.
"certainly, i would" replied he,
"and, well, ma'am, if it isn't any
trouble for you,
i'd really prefer something
a little stronger,
per chance, do you have
any beer?"
"why yes i do." says she
"cold?" asks he
"as a snowball in hell." she replied
the manly plumber strode in,
his tools jangling about
his firm hips and strong legs.
excusing herself,
she went to the kitchen and
opened up two beers.
pouring one in a tall glass,
over ice,
she poured an eighth of the other
into another
and finished filling it up
by adding warm water
from the tap.
she did this to prevent herself
from getting too tipsy
as she was dehydrated from
all of her crying.
out she walked,
two tall glasses
in hand,
she handed one to him
and looked over the other.
the first shy smile
her sweet face
had seen in a while,
began creeping up.
since,
now? who had gone???
the manly cowboy
lying on his back
of some foriegn land,
looked up and
saw a star twinkling
high in the sky,
and he smiled.
as is readily apparent the suburban ma'am has no clue about forth and fort and doths, but she was finding out that simply by adding a 'th' to her travails, it sounded SO much better.
Oh and ....if you have a hankerin' to read from the beginning... see the Collections, The Manly Cowboy & Chronicles of a Big Fat Yellow Bootay
