A Fore Mantioned
By Bryan May
Me guy
was waiting for you girl to call. No happen. You Publisher
was waiting for me Affiliate Manager to call. Yes happen!
Actions getting you freaks and nice crystal and big home for
chitlins.
Here’s a thought- gone are the Monday through Fridays of
standard work fare, a normal job hour job where I work and
go home and think about home and life and life and home and
home life. Now I got affiliate life. And I can’t envision
doing anything else but the affiliate life. A little slice
of home is all I requested.
Is that fun for you? Grabbing glasses and banging them
against my teeth grill? Not fun for me, I say. To what
depths of sleep deprivation have I fallen that I am typing
these words in preparation to submit them for public
perusal? Eh, well, you guys don’t care anyway. Besides, it’s
not like I’m being paid. At least that Az**gle interstitial
isn’t jackrabbiting all over my column anymore. That just
wasn’t right. I’m the freestyle swirler with the style
that’s free. Services free too. Call me and find out. Pay
per performance. Play for pay, pal. Perforated per for man.
