Troubled Waters

Proto how about a update....

Sorry guys I have been in constant telepathic communication with my good friend equalblueberries for quite some time now.  He is telling me that I need to be a man and start setting fires to extinguish my depression.  I tell him that it would be ironic to set fire to something in order to extinguish something else, but he is very insistent.  I'm torn over what to do.   

Anyway today I went to get doughnuts and ran into a colony of squirrels on the other side of town that I did not know so I got out of the car and climbed into the tree with them.  They were very nice squirrels and did not laugh at me.  However some neighborhood kids there saw me in the tree while I had a squirrel on shoulder and one was on my head, because he wanted to check my head for lice.  They must have thought I was weird and started throwing rocks which scared my new squirrel friends . 

I lost it.  I climbed down the tree ready to destroy those punks and ended up in the hospital myself.  Even after I cried mercy they kept on.  Such is my life.  I cry mercy and the punishment continues.

I got out of the hospital but they would not give my any pain medicine because chart says I am an addict who cannot have pain meds.  So I'm toughing it out but not really as I cry all day long even in my sleep.  I have a nurse who rubs my penis until I release and keeps rubbing until I fall asleep, just in case I need to release again.  She is a young volunteer that I requested.

Lean forward young man, let me give you some advice.  Obliterate your foolish consumption of lunacy.  Inward lies the equilibrium you are searching for but beware, nuts on your chin is imminent.  A cry for help will do you no good, instead wield a man crusher and unleash it on yourself.  Do not worry, this action will only floor yourself. 

Baby come to me

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

You have to be high when you come up with these rare gems.  As long as you keep posting multiple paragraphs, I will almost always find something in your write-ups that has me laughing, smiling, or bewildered.

Downing some acorns, while sitting in the old oak tree with a scurry of squirrels sounds somewhat plausible. 

Proto, if you could ever post any kind of goofy picture relevant to your story, that would be priceless. 

Proto,

I've got a relevant story about squirrels. Years ago, one of the mischievous bastards was getting fresh with one of the trees in my yard. I was not gonna let this stand, especially on my own turf so I took action. I grabbed a paintball gun, loaded about 25 rds and took aim. I'd say this squirrel was about 35-40 ft in the air. I unleashed hell in the form of tight 3 round groupings. This squirrel must have been related to Keanu Reaves because he evaded the first 20 rounds with unprecedented skill, an agility unseen  in the squirrel populace for at least 100 years.

Finally, the squirrel just stopped. It was like Jet Li's character at the end of the movie Hero. I think the squirrel figured the only way to win the struggle of squirrel-kind is to not fight at all. He took the last few rounds square in the belly, taking on a neon green tinge.

Then the squirrel took to the air and flew. They say regular squirrels cannot fly, but this a lie, they just choose not to. This squirrel flew 15 yds in the horizontal direction and coasted to the ground with a level of expert that would rival Sullinger's miracle over the Hudson. Finally, the squirrel ran away as if nothing happened at all. A lesser squirrel would struggle to survive being neon green colored in the wild, but not this guy. I'd like to think there is a newly forged tribe of neon green squirrels scurrying around in a new territory. 

 Proto

Troubled waters indeed --Proto envisioned the tsunami before anyone else 

Long LIve Proto

what kind of doughnuts?   

and that is nice to have a nurse who knows her job.  

sucks it took b*tch slaps from the young punks to receive her

assistance. if michael paul was there he would of saved you.

hope you recover quickly.

listening to james ingram cant hurt.

maybe a little teddy pendergrass

or sade or anita baker. always some

good easy listening sh*t. 

dig the dirt! 

i want ya to cheer up proto. think back to the playa days.

it can happen again...

for all the global dirt shootin fools...flame on.

E-40 rapper's ball - hall of game - '96

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KYhEO3LG8k

 

ocd...who is this newborn lil biatch...

ocd=equalblueberries

 

careful proto...equal served a lengthy prison term for molestation...not a good role model...

this thread completes me

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The squirrels man!  The squirrels!

they looked like skunks

 

Welcome to this thread. And which alias might you be

lol...one of many berries...