Troubled Waters

i gotta go trick or treating

Ill be taking knees. 

you guys could faak up a wet dream...no wonder sandals was your hero...

wake up...wake up... wake up

It's the first of tha month

get up... get up... get up

i already cashed my check 40 oz, blunts, cigarettes, and the rest on scratchers....

Rainman material.  Was I adopted?  Biologically cut from the same cloth as the Rainman?  Why is this?  Delusions of grandeur?  No, exactly opposite.  In fact ladybugs are more notorious.

Realizing an inevitable slip into daily mishaps, I AM RAINMAN AT HIS BEST. 

I wish I could speak with Mr. Einstein.  There is so much to discuss.  Time travel and wormholes would be tops on the list.  If time and space are the same, and you can bend the space in half, there can be a wormhole created between the 2 sides thus creating an ability to travel forward or backward in time.  Perhaps Jangles, my new friend who is a mocking bird, knows more about this subject than I do.

The birds are so fascinating.  I call out to them and they cackle back.  I gobble like a turkey and they come.  I build it and they come.  At times when it is chilly outside, I strut out there like a Dodo bird.  You should see me strut, it's wonderful at least.  When I put on my bird suit people are sometimes fooled by it.  They really think I am a bird out there.  I just know this is what they think of me. 

I tried to fly again.  In order to make it urgent, I ran at an oncoming car in the street.  I jumped, cackled, then flapped the ole wings.  I was just starting to ascend into the wild blue yonder when I struck what I believe to be a windshield.  Because of the fact that I had started my ascent, I was propelled UPWARD instead of INTO THE WINDSHIELD.  This is giving me all the evidence I need that one day soon I will be joining Jangles in the wild blue yonder.  Cackling and mocking, gliding through the breeze.  A smile, finally a smile, wide upon my face. 

Until then I will let my broken bones heal.  All I ask is that the birds sing for me.  Oh my.

Rocket Man 



 

yes sir....

our love for Proto lasts more than 72 days

sympathy bump

very well said MP

Proto me and you need to be having some late night conversations now that I have a laptop at work all night . I think it would be very interesting the things we discussed and our dual opinions on dif topics

bored at work huh...

Proto, while working my program (i'm a problem collapser) i came up with an idea for a tv show along the lines of big brother. A big house with cameras everywhere. ya take bout 30 pairs of monkeys, 1 pair of chimps and a pair of Apes. Bananas and food would be chucked thru the windows. Now we would have control of the electronics and for instance we could have a couple of cubby holes with a large snake in it and release it. I bet those monkeys would go berserk. Or we could turn a sprinkler system on, that would get a rise outta them.Think about it, who would'nt watch a bunch of monkeys throwing shit at each other. Pat. Pending

Sandals, dont let them take you alive. https://youtu.be/Zn_qB8bPnNs

the road that has led me here has begun to dissapear

proto...how have you been my friend...

Thin spaghetti  Are you outta of your god damn mind!

they say Spain is pretty though I've never been

I dont believe it.I once saw a porno from there, and the lack of grennery outside( filmed inside a glass house) combined with the hairy females has led me to believe that the rain in Spain falls mainly on the arm pitts and crotches of the ladies of the movie i saw.

THought this thread got shut down like 9 months ago 

It's been a while boys.  Hard to type right now because I have the soma shakes.  I obtained a line of credit and have run my balance up just a little bit.  I have come to the conclusion that if I just bet small, and not go for it all, I will slowly build money.......instead of going all in every bet, and inevitably losing it at some point.  Money management has always been my weak point.  In fact, if I had practiced flat bets the past 12 years, by now I would probably own the city of Hong Kong.  I came to this conclusion through rigorous financial analysis that has taken me almost a fortnight.  I started right after my last post here.

I have taught Jangles to sing 80's era soft rock.  He was so inspired that he got other mocking birds to follow suit, so now I awake to "Jangles and the Mockers" singing Manic Monday, or any one of thousands of songs they have learned in this short time.  If I did not know better, I would think that my life was moving in the right direction.  But it's me, ProtoBum, king of all nerds.  Destined to fall on my face.  In fact I feel a collapse coming on right now.

I'm thinking of becoming a trucker.  Can you just imagine me and Jangles taking on the wide open yonder?  Oh my.  If Jangles can't teach me to fly, then at least I can see the world by way of truck.  I would have to get Jangles to stop mocking me so much though.  I have convinced him to mock me only 4 hours a day, and spend the rest on the town people who lurk around the house waiting for a chance to get in a citizens arrest.  Before that, Jangles was mocking me a solid 16 hours a day.  What a bird that Jangles is.  It makes me tear up just thinking about the little guy.  What would I do without him?  Oh my.

Girl I'm Gonna Miss You

 

Your Protonian citizenship should be revoked.