For Daughters (page 5)

beksbks

Bet his sheets need changing too!

Oh you know it!!! I can hear the crunch from here!

John Doe

FYI, my sheets are fine. I washed them a couple weeks ago and you can still kinda smell the fabric softener sheet.

purplesofa

He needs to invent a gas powered soemthing to get all his stuff cleaned up

crazyblondeb

He needs to invent a gas powered soemthing to get all his stuff cleaned up

They sell leaf blowers and wet/dry vacs at home depot, but he already knows that!!

loosie

I feel ya. I don't like my mom at all. The lying, the hypocrasy, the drunk car rides home.

Once in awhile I catch myself talkibg to stupid drivers from the safety of my little car. and then I realize I just turned into my mom for a minute.

Snoozy

I guess I am the exception here...I love my Mom.

She wasn't the perfect Mom but then again..my kids don't think I was the perfect Mom either..even though I thought I was..
Funny they thought I was a great Mom until they grew up and had kids of their own..

Wait till my kids children are parents and find out their parents weren't perfect...
My kids will really be surprised!

I can't wait...

Snoozy...

Gram

My daughter and I are best friends. Due to her going back to college to complete her R.N. degree we have 3 generations living here. My husband and me, my daughter and her three children. I got along great with my mom, even though I no longer attended meetings and she was still a devout JW before she died. Go figure!

SixofNine

Warn your daughters from the vine

Commandments

You shall visit a friend for dinner,
an amazing spread of food and drugs,
and you shall eat too much and you shall
smoke some dope, though it kills the memory,
and as your soul rises on a small metal rocket,
propelled by nitrous oxide into an airless seizure,
shuddering through something better than orgasm,
you shall imagine brain cells popping,
and you shall not care,
and when your friend’s lover bends to pour
the wine, a little sloppy, flushed breasts
dropping from her open blouse, you shall not
look away, and when she catches your eyes
locked onto the brown gaze of her nipples
and smiles exhilarated with wine
and desire to see the bottle and glasses
and everything else in the fragile world
shatter and burn, you shall not be able
to keep from smiling back,
and you will drink too much, and you will fall
into the wineglass and into bed,
and you will taste grapes on her tongue,
salt on her thigh, breath in her breath,
and in the morning you will feel like hell
and you shall look in the mirror
at the vein flushing blue and rivering through
the puffed flesh beneath your eye,
and you will roll a dream of apples under your tongue
like a seed, how sweet the cut flesh,
the bulbs swelling red and yellow,
and you will worship her pomegranate lips,
her breasts like gazelles, her golden calves,
and you will tell yourself it is just two sacks
of bones and skin rubbing together like metal and flint,
and later you will call her, feeling helpless,
such is modern life, no white dove or rainbows,
no burning bush,
no mountaintop piercing the water,
just a voice from inside commanding you.

Tony Barnstone

purplesofa

six,

I can't decide if that is yummie,

if I am going to punch the next guy out that my daughter goes out with.

or hope John Doe invents something really great!

SixofNine

I bet JD is not the only one whose sheets need changing now ;)

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