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Did I ACTUALLY WRITE THIS SHITE?! Someone, Anyone! Please Put Me Away Hahaha! ‘Insanity’ is Such A Lonely / Lovely Word–As is “Honesty” Lonely…

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Try to find just one good honest man these days.

You’ll Go Insane With the ‘Looking’

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This One, This Is

‘Lance-A-Lot’ Flew Over The Coo-Coo’s Nest.

Please Enjoy Or At Least,

Try Not To Cry

(I, personally, can never make it to the end of the movie because

I know how it sadly ends.

And, of course I had read the book

(Y’all Just Know I Have)

Far Too many times

Street Cred: Thug Notes

https://www.wisecrack.co/thug-notes

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They’re Coming To Take Me Away. HAHA!

Weird-Press Cannot Keep Up With The Pace of My Mind.

I’m Shocked!

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Oh! And by-the-way,

I’d Prefer A Rubber-Room With A View–

Too Much to Ask?

Never mind!

And Yes! I have been to Italy

Thrice!

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I Desired This At-The-Top

But Guess What?

FU WordAPress!

Room/With/A/View

Oh! Scr’w It! I Tried!

I got so stupid drunk on stupid drunk this morning,

I Actually Forgot My Name

Had to refer to my driver’s licence–

Just to try to out to Figger Out Who I Was

Please Calgone!

Take Me Away!

I’ll Pay!

They’re Coming–I Can Smell Their Apprehension.

Going into Battle and all that jazz.

Just tryin’ to remember who the fuk I was supposed to fukken be.

Went to the hospital,

They Reminded Me Of who I was supposed to be not.

Then deep depression struck me…

Over that sudden realization

So I tried to remember

That Day in September…

Tenth, But I Cannot Re-Call,

Even Though I am Fairly Certain I Was There…

When I Was born

Into this Gog-For-Saken World

I said,

“I don’t wanna be that guy”

They said

“Sorry Asshole: this is who you be”…

They had proof

see below

C’est Moi!

Drunken Sailer – Irish Rovers

“Put Him In-A-Long-Boat ‘Til He’s Sober.”

Good Luck With That!

I just wanna go home

YES! YES! YES! I know!–Re-Run. Do NOT Look! Too Depressing! Denton UBH Day One: Stepping Through The Door. They Saved Me–Not Certain The ‘Half-Life’ On That. Guess We Shall See

So Leave me the fu*k alone!

Hospitals!

I Fukken Hate ’em!

nOT THE pEEPS. Just The Concept

So, The Commerce PD Just Arrested ME. Arrested Me & Returned me to the Hospitably Hos-spit-al. And All that Would Be For Me: The Commerce, American Hospital.
https://texantales.com/2022/01/27/so-the-commerce-pd-just-returned-me-from-the-hosopital-long-story/

Daily Lenny: Uncle Earl (of Louisiana)–A “Re-Poster, Poster” C’est Vrai: C’est Moi. That Is All, Y’all

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Hi Kids!

Today’s Daily Lenny is about Uncle Earl, Guv’na of the Great State of Louisiana.

Now…

Uncle Earl was nuts; that is why we loved Uncle Earl. Especially us Texans loved Uncle Earl, because he was just like our Governors: Whacked Out. Only wors’er.

Uncle Earl

Uncle Earl

Molly spoke about him:

“If Louisiana eventually elects Duke (David Duke) governor, don’t expect any sympathy from Texas. They sent us one of their barmy governors once before—Earl Long, who was Huey’s crazy brother. Earl finally got so bad his own family shipped him off to a nuthouse in Galveston. We kept him for six weeks and then let him go; he looked like a perfectly normal governor to us.”

From: Molly Ivins Can’t Say That, Can She?

Hereeee’s Lenny!! 

On Donald Trump! (Kids, this is the audio you need to listen to. Yes, the names have been changed to protect the guilty) Click the little arrow and follow the Orange Hair Road to Perdition.

belafonte

Harry

 Once Again…

I throw this in (I already  paid for it)

Why NOT?

Too tired…but y’all know the thrill drilll… more lenny here:

http://texantales.com/category/lenny-bruce/

Wanna Chastise Me?

The Line Forms To The Right. Take A Number

Take A Number

Really Strange Situation I Find Myself In… I Wanted to Re-Publish a Bob Marley Post, But I cannot find It. Alas My Ass! This Will Have to Suffice. (Why Are All-Most Of My Recent Posts About Joni Mitchell?)

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A Rather Strange Strange BoY

C’est Moi!

“Grow Up! I Cried”

“Give me one good reason why”

“Even The War & The Navy Couldn’t Bring Him To Maturity”

Cred: Joni

Who The Hell Else Were You Expecting?

Volume is fuked; Crank it up!

Nation War Against Nation!

Check Out The Real Situation

Uncle Bob!

Strange

“Women Seem Wicked When You’re Un-Wanted.”

This Is A Short One, But I Need No Time To Prove That I Am Weird/Eccentric

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I Actually “Read” All The Credits At The End Of Movies

Who Does That?

Lance Do–That’s Who

Why?

I Have No Idea—Just Seems Important to Me—

Matter of Respect

Keyakizaka46 – Eccentric (English Subbed)

#AmishParadise#Vevo

“Weird” Al Yankovic – Amish Paradise

Insane Lance. Which Road To Take? The One Less, Or More? Less? OK. Yes, I Concur, “Less.” Less is More. Quoth The Raven

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Nightcore – iNSaNiTY

Vid Cred: Zen – Kun

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Hey Y’all!

Please do me a ‘solid’

(favor)

Help me decipher my writing notes. They make no sense to me.

I thank you in advance.

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“The Road Not Taken”

BY ROBERT FROST

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

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Fuck it!

I am boarding the Insane Train.

I want to be with My People.

Bonus just for ref,

Albaquerky:

Bonus Bullshit:

“I’m no stranger to the rain
I’m a friend of thunder
Friend, is it any wonder lightning strikes me
I’ve fought with the devil
Got down on his level
But I never gave in, so he gave up on me.”

–Keith Whitley

Booze killed Keith.

It gonna kill me too.

Screwed! Cork-Screw’ed! Properly In Peril!

Lorrie couldn’t save him.

He shoulda married a redhead.

A proper redhead would have kicked his dumb ass and made him live, or at least, want to live. Fucking Idiot! So much a waste. Of talent and promise.

My Day with the ‘Analist’

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Lance walks into his physic therapist’s office and slumps down.

“Hello” too effusive physiotherapist says. “How are we today?”

“Shitty,” I answer. “But we be chillin’”

“Oh no!!” he says. “We can never feel ‘shitty’, as you say; We are always ‘happy’.”

“Fuck you,” I say.

“Mister Marcom. WE do not talk this way.”

“Fuck you Doc, I talk this way. I am paying you so I can talk this way.”

“OK, why then, are you “shitty” as you call it?”

Leaning back… wondering how long this court – ordered bullshit must go on, I decide to hit him with it:

“I am feeling shitty ‘cause I have written some good shit on my blog and no one is readin’ it.”

“Do go on….”

“Well… there is that one about Southpark…”

“Yes?”

“Some great shit there.”

“No one reads it?”

“Yeah,” I say; “It is too long.”

“Why is it too long? Do you hate your mother?”  he asked brilliantly.

“Well, it took three days to write. An’…who are you? Do you even know what it is to write?”

“Let us focus on ‘your problem.’ shall we?”

“Doc, let us focus on yers: I don’t wanna be here. I just want folks to read my shit.”

“I cannot help you there, Son.”

“Then what am I paying protection for?”