No one writes the script for us.  We write it for ourselves. You can be a victim, a hero...... a super hero or a villian.

We can blame others for our choices.  But, in the long run.  It's you who decides what you do.

Write a book.  Do cocaine. Join a cult. Be a preacher.  Be a sinner.  Be a saint.  It's our own choice.     I see the world.  Blaming everyone else.  For their choices.   It all up to you.  Not anyone else.

You can't just go around.  Rubbing on you sisters coochie while she sleeps.  That's fucking weird man.

To say God forgave him.  He's a sexual abuser, a molester.  Its a crime.  He should of been punished.  Fifteen is old enough to know better.  He's  not special needs. So he knew better.

He molested another girlyt? besides sisters.  Whether was this behavior learned?  Their religion is weird.  

Its a vagina for Fuck sake.  Not a clown car.

I am trying my best to update.  At least.  Every three days.

Some people might be offended by this.

So.  Apparently.  When you are single.  People will just ask you.  How should I put this?  To dine on your whisker biscuit.  Their just all like...Hey. You.  Over there. Let me eat your whisker biscuit.  They expect you to be like.  Hold on.  Let me get the honey and squirt parkay.
 

Some people just want to taste your wugget. Some people want to eat your  pink taco in a car.  After their husband goes to sleep.  Its weird to me.  To message a person.  That you have never met and say.   Hey. I want to chew on your pink bubble gum, by the bum.

 Some people just know instinctively.  Just by looking at your picture.  That they want to dive in your pound.

I have a friend that was amazed that this happens to me.  Well it happened to her.  Her's are people she knows.  Mine are strangers.

That weird to me.

Hi my name is Bob.  I want to eat your cucumber canal.  Like a salad.

Someone asked me today.  Have you ever wanted to die?  My response was.  I grew up in the Texas foster care system.  I always wanted to die. 

I also think.  That my behavior.  Between the ages of 17 and 23 was death wisish.  I was pretty damn reckless.  A few people might testify to that fact.  I know Sherry Reeves, Kelli, Jodie and Sabrina.  Really helped me keep my head on.  But, it was wobbly as hell.  I owe a lot of my survival to one of them stepping in. At some point and saying whoa. 

Sometimes I can't see the difference.  Between a comma and a period.  Sorry.  Its an eye thing.

Why are people in their 20's. So damn attracted?

Should I fix my tooth?

Or does it give me character?

I get various responses. 

Some people HATE IT.  Some people find it gives me character.  And for some reason some people think its overwhelmingly sexy.  So sexy they have to hump on me.  In various states of dress.
24 and 25 year old men and women.  Find me quite attractive.

A 25 year old, fast food assistant manager. Humped my leg. Told me how sexy I was.  We were playing shuffle board.  He was a real cutie.

I told him,
'Dude! 
I am 47 years old. 
I am missing half a front tooth. 
You are my SON'S age.
What the hell is wrong with you?' 

Same night.  A 28 year old.  Put the moves on me.  I told him the same thing.  EWWWWWEEEEE!  Creeps me out.

Lots of people are strangely attracted to me.  I have this weird following.    Some are straight women. Girl, straight girls really like me.

 I just saying something.  Because, its gotten kind a weird lately.  It doesn't seem to matter what age. Or if I'm missing half a front tooth. I have a few friends who can vouch for me.  Some friend, who have felt said attraction. And were surprised by it.   One friend had even place a bet.  On how many people at some event.  Would like me.

I'm not complaining.  I haven't done it with any of them.   Sometimes. Married chicks message me on facebook.  Telling me what they want to do to me.  Some don't even introduce themselves.  RUDE!.....I'm not into married anyone.  This is West Texas.  I'm not trying to get shot.

Also, weird things happen to me in the bathroom.  I get to see lots of boobs.  People just want to show them to me.  I don't ask or anything.  Well, maybe once or twice I asked.  One lil' 5 foot woman in her 60's.  Told me I was a long tall drink of water.  Then rubbed my butt.

One time at the strip club.......I have some crazy pheromones

My friend told me.  I thought you'd only attract rednecks with that tooth.

All my life its been hard for me to slow my mind down.  Today, I was sitting at an intersection.   Just wanted to keep driving.  It hard for me to drive the  speed limit.  My wants me to go faster.  Today I really wanted to step on the gas and keep going.  It seems my mid is most comfortable going 100.  But, since that is breaking the law.  I decided to drive on home.  But, I am still fighting the feeling to be out of control.  Its like I can feel it in my heart.   My jaws are constantly clenched, my pulse is always high.

Yes , I have bags under my eyes.  Why?!  Because my sons a US soldiers.  Currently in harms way!

What do you call a Wal-Mart conspiracy theorists. A nitwit.  Our soldiers are not Nazis or the Gestapo. They aren't coming to take your guns.  Assholes!!!!

I'm not dating anyone.  But, I do have a following.  Espicelly amongst the straight girls.  Couples want me to come home with them.  Gay men and 24 year olds boys, want to make out wih me. Married  women want me to downlow them.

 It's kind of an eclectic group thats attracted to me.  This is even with a broken  tooth.  I don't know what its all about   It's kinda always been that way.  Not that I'm having sex with these eclectic people.  But, there's been some crazy shit go down.  Especially in bathrooms.  Weird shit happens to me in bathrooms.

My friend told me.  I thought you would only attract rednecks with that broken tooth.  Nope.  People want me.  It's a curse.

I would give you  the shirt off my back.  Then be perfectly comfortable.  Standing there with no shirt on.