What is the first thing that comes to mind when you read each of these prompts:
1.What was stolen? my youth like curiousity. Last seen 9/10/2008. If found return to the big box of rainbows and unicorns outside my garage – around back.
2. On the blacktop . . a big Leer jet revs its engines beginning the take off. The great thing about my office is it is right next to an airport runway for small corporate jets and small prop air craft and there is a take off about every 10 minutes or so.
3. I have two enemies – Lono, of course and empty calories in such delights as Gummy Bears and Red Vines.
4. Autumn purple . . . leaves are falling on my car.
The wind, moist with rain.
Crap, now I have to wash the thing again.
5. Ice in a shaker.
Gin, a small dash of Vermouth.
A Martini.
Summer is over.
1) My time was stolen. No damn time to do anything. Damn time bandits, those little bastards in the boat.
2) On the blacktop you hear the dreams of money being smashed like little mini coke bottles.
3) I have two enemies. One is Oot. And one is Nkle. The dark drag clowns are chasing me again.
4) Autumn purple is the color of the bruise on my inner thigh. Do not ask why it is on my thigh.
5) Ice in a shaker. Yes a martini, but vodka, not crappy gin.
1. what was stolen? my peace of mind. i’m on my way back, world.
2. on the blacktop…the echoing thud of basketballs joined the susurration of the players banter.
3. i have two enemies…time and money. if i had more of one or both, we could be friends again.
4. autumn purple….leaves. the last of which linger in the gutter outside of my building.
5. ice in a shaker = gibsons. yummy.
1)My heart
2)On the black top you hear agony of da feet
3)My two enemies are Fear and Horses
4)Autumn purple is the bruise on my soul
5)In an ice shaker is a virgin pina colada
1.) My bladder. I hate carrying this damn bag of urine around!
2.) . . . are many dead animals, like, for example, rabbits, which I call “sail rabbits” because, once you peel them off the black top (if thrown correctly), they sail and sail and sail away. Fun for the kids and affordable too!
3.) Giga and Byte.
4.) Autumn Purple, a poem by Bergess Valtrouse. I can’t write it out here. It’s a long, funny and offensive poem that has been banned in the Middle East, Germany and France. In fact, a poetry lovers group called Tamoka Poets (made up of mostly parents and school teachers and a transient or two) in Drake, North Dakota, burned the book of poetry the poem was in. To help you understand, I’ll write the first sentence: “Autumn Purple sucks the spongy sperm from the Cock of French poodles trained in Germany, bowing to that gallant phallus that is Islam.” Like Salmon Rushde and the rest, Bergess is on the Most Wanted Islamic list. Google his name and/or poetry. I’m sure you’ll find his work out there somewhere.
5.) Here’s an early Bergess Valtrouse poem, when he still lived in New York City and had really started hating the place. Of course, if you’re a fan, you know he loathes NYCity today and loves Paris, especially in January: New York City ice in a shaker, ice in a shaker, pain in my ass, I wish the little bastards outside my window, so poor, so starving, so changeling small, I wish they’d shut the hell up as I mix my martini that’s now filled with an assload of New York City fucking glass!” It’s not his best work, to be sure, but it’s got “ice in a shaker” in it and so I thought it was appropriate.
1. My ability to relax. If you find it, it’d do me a world of good to get it back.
2. On the blacktop, a pick is jammed in the ‘fro.
3. My enemies are my boss Tubby, and the institutional traders that are driving down stock prices and taking all of my money.
4. Autumn Purple Ash. (That’s what Google suggested)
5. Ice in a shaker, some brandy, a touch of white Creme de Menthe, and you’ve made a Stinger. Serve it up in a martini glass, and drink outdoors on a sunny winter day.
1. My favorite bowling trophy. I saw it on Criminal Minds the other night. It was used to kill an old couple.
2. 8th grade boys cussing like sailors right outside my classroom window.
3. A 6th grader named Dalon (he is driving me nuts) and time (I am never going to get all of my grading done).
4. Autumn Purple, that is the color of my evil serial killing soul.
5. MMM…vodka and juice.