The Monk Bought Lunch: You say I let you down, you know it's not like that

12.04.04

You say I let you down, you know it's not like that

Hey everybody- get off Bob's jock! The guy's like a hunnerd years old, he's cheated death a couple times that we know of, he wrote the Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll and Masters of War- more potent stuff than you'll ever come up with- let him do a damn underwear ad!
It's better than Hearts of Fire, for God's sake!
Sorry, folks. I'm no big fan of Big Corp., but if I'm frottaging seventy and somebody says "We'll pay you to do a lingerie ad, and you don't have to wear it", I'm in! I'd be all like "Something's happening here and I think I know what it is!".

Posted by monk at :46

Comments

I wish that for just one day, you could stand inside my shoes, you'd know what a drag it is to see you.

Posted by: John Wesley Harding at :53

Sometimes even the president of the united states must have to stand naked.

Posted by: monk at :02

The pumps don't work cuz the vandals took the handles.

Posted by: Carl Bloodsport at :54