#hunor
I work at a
gym that is
popular all over
the country, because
of its family values, and
sliding fee scale.
I am a custodial artist.
It's mindless and gives
me time to write.
I get a free membership.
Men walk around the
locker room **** and
try to have full conversations
with me.
I want to say,
put your **** away,
it doesn't talk.
This is a gym,
not a nudist colony.
I take no delight in
seeing your shriveled *****
Where is your modesty,
your decency?
Wrap yourself in a
towel before you try
chatting me up about
the weather.
I'm trying to work out,
and then get the **** away
from you screwballs.
Feb 5, 2022
Feb 5, 2022 at 9:15 AM UTC
The British anthropologist enjoyed rare tribesmen.
But after seeing his article published in the prestigious Journal of Anthropological Research,
he kept the poor man on the coals a little longer,
thinking, "Well done, old chap."
Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 11:07 AM UTC
Off to Chicago for a week
I'll try to check in, now and then
off to Chicago to take a peak
of places and things I've not seen
A minor hiatus, holiday
wandering museums and things
a short escape, a get away
having a minor fling
Spending the week not burning
the heat in Texas is bad
cooling in the windy city
history there, to be had
Fear not my silence
or the absence of my lines
missing all my nonsense
well, maybe you might
just this time
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
It starts in a woman's mind
and ends there too
It starts in a man's nethers
and ends there, too
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 9:08 AM UTC
Down at the DPS
no birds in the trees
no one happy
no one blessed
queued with no reprieve
Down at the DPS
lines that have no smiles
lines of disgruntled folks
lines go on
for miles
Down at the DPS
take a number please
take a seat
take awhile
moving past, the absentees
Down at the DPS
no way or where to run
lines of zombie's moan
taking your leave, will always feel
like the lottery
you've won
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 12:32 PM UTC
And with this I decree ******** to be a national holiday
As I give my heart away saying **** what they say
Because on this day love is in the air
But lucky me I am still single as you can clearly tell
But the question is how if there are so many fish in the sea
All swimming right past me ignoring me
Even if silly me attempt to talk to thee
They all just give me the fin and jumps on another D
As he looks back just smiles at me
So here's me wave bye to mr. Luck
Knowing **** well he just wants to **** the sea
Sending them back to me crying
Just to burry their gem like eyes into everything but where I want them to be
Well **** life I scream to the court inside of me
Because I just got sentenced to you thought you were getting lucky
As I get hit with you're such a great guy
Oh my, ***** you lie
Because if I was a great guy why every time I try to talk to you, you say goodbye
I smell ********
But of course you don't think I smell it on thee
But hey this is my life
May I have some more ******** in wine
Because it looks like I'm calling it a night
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC