who's the writter of this?
 

I was in the 4th grade when I found out about it. I was probably one of the last to know, because I still didn't talk to anybody.

A boy walked up to me while I was standing around at recess. "Don't you know how it happens?" he asked. "What?"

"Fucking."

"What's that?"

"Your mother has a hole . . ." -- he took the thumb and forefinger of his right hand and made a circle -- "and your father has a dong . . ." -- he took his left forefinger and ran it back and forth through the hole. "

Then your father's dong shoots juice and sometimes your mother has a baby and sometimes she doesn't."

"God makes babies," I said.

"Like shit," the kid said and walked off. It was hard for me to believe.

When recess was over I sat in class and thought about it. My mother had a hole and my father had a dong that shot juice. How could they have things like that and walk around as if everything was normal, and talk about things, and then do it and not tell anybody? I really felt like puking when I thought that I had started off as my father's juice.


classic :)

I did, please PayPal $50 to [email protected]

ACACIA came up with it... expect a letter soon.

Charles Bukowski
Ham on Rye

Have you read any of his poetry? It's amazing.

BEER

I don't know how many bottles of beer
I have consumed while waiting for things
to get better
I don't know how much wine and whiskey
and beer
mostly beer
I have consumed after
splits with women-
waiting for the phone to ring
waiting for the sound of footsteps,
and the phone to ring
waiting for the sounds of footsteps,
and the phone never rings
until much later
and the footsteps never arrive
until much later
when my stomach is coming up
out of my mouth
they arrive as fresh as spring flowers:
"what the hell have you done to yourself?
it will be 3 days before you can fuck me!"

the female is durable
she lives seven and one half years longer
than the male, and she drinks very little beer
because she knows its bad for the figure.

while we are going mad
they are out
dancing and laughing
with horny cowboys.

well, there's beer
sacks and sacks of empty beer bottles
and when you pick one up
the bottle fall through the wet bottom
of the paper sack
rolling
clanking
spilling gray wet ash
and stale beer,
or the sacks fall over at 4 a.m.
in the morning
making the only sound in your life.

beer
rivers and seas of beer
the radio singing love songs
as the phone remains silent
and the walls stand
straight up and down
and beer is all there is.

Holly you got it :)

yes, a couple of 'em

What's a writter?

my thoughts exactly :1orglaugh

my english do not improve :(

Yeah it's hard to belive. I remember in sixth grade when our teacher was talking about- penis gets hard -- and pussy gets wet?

WTF, how can pussy get wet like water?

:glugglug

I think your English is fine. I didn't even know for a long time that it wasn't your first language. Besides, I've seen plenty of people on this board spell writer with two t's, and English is their first language. :1orglaugh

i cant read