Ha - I read it wrong the first time around too. Honking whilst walking makes it wackier! Excellent wacky Wednesday Mr. Cranky.
I don't think I did anything wacky today.
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Ha - I read it wrong the first time around too. Honking whilst walking makes it wackier! Excellent wacky Wednesday Mr. Cranky.
People would get arrested if they honked while walking round these parts. Decency laws.
I was walking down the road to get something to eat, and the guy had a smug look on his face like he thought he was top **** I was thinking to walk into him so he had to change direction but when he past I made a honking noise and 'top **** wanker' and he turned around and I said 'what are you looking at' I can't get busted by the police because I didn't say that to him I said it to me.That's quite a story, Mr. Cranky. Were you beeping your horn or just making honking noises?
I think I need to know this.
My Mom used to say that when you get that prickly feeling (gooseflesh rises on your arms) it means someone is walking over your grave - was your Mom from "the Old Country" too?I'm not a goose( I can't decide what animal sign I would be. Geese arn't bad animals though. I can't remember Stephen King was doing some commenatry and he said if a goose walks over your grave it can be bad luck but your already dead so you don't worry about bad luck.) I like birds, I used to be in a bird spotting society. I can't decide what my favourite bird is.
Good thread. Seeing I don't contribute much to SKMB and I realise Stephen King has SKMB because he don't have many friends, I will describe yesterday which was a Wednesday. I do this because my psychiatrist says it is good to talk to other people:
This morning( it is a Thursday but feels like Wednesday still, I agree with Theodore Sturgeon who says 90% of stuff published is junk( not Stephen King though, his is only 20%)) I woke up with a hangover, which I still have. I just had a cup of coffee and spaghetti of toast for breakfast. A 'magpie-lark' bird was annoying me while I ate it. I feel good today. I woke up bad because I couldn't find my bank book which I had in my back pocket last night and I couldn't find it this morning and spent an hour looking for it and I cursed God and said if I didn't find it I would spit on him/her/it. I found it. When I walked to Mayfield this morning there was a guy that looked like he thought he was top ****. So I made a honking noise at him which made him turn around and then I said what are you looking at. Last night I went to Wests Mayfield. One of the barman there is gay. He is a good guy and he gave me a flyer to see some production called 'Velvet' at the Civic playhouse( there looks like there's drag queens on the flyer) I said I was only going to have a few beers but I watched the 'State of Origin' Rugby League game which New South Wales won. Earlier, I sat in a quite section of the club while I drank my first three beers and read a short story from Skeleton Crew.
Nope, I'm from here. My father was Scandinavian and my mother was English/Irish/Scottish/German. I never get that saying because how can someone be walking over you grave if you're not even dead yet? My mother said that if you get that 'prickly feeling' like goosebumps, it's because of a ghost was walking through your body. I do believe young children can be a conduit to the undead.My Mom used to say that when you get that prickly feeling (gooseflesh rises on your arms) it means someone is walking over your grave - was your Mom from "the Old Country" too?
Nope, I'm from here. My father was Scandinavian and my mother was English/Irish/Scottish/German. I never get that saying because how can someone be walking over you grave if you're not even dead yet? My mother said that if you get that 'prickly feeling' like goosebumps, it's because of a ghost was walking through your body. I do believe young children can be a conduit to the undead.