Angel by Massive Attack https://youtu.be/Y69nZWqsCy0 Ella sat between Urb and Burney in their escape vehicle form the Brutal Hammer Bar. The cab flew between other vehicles like an unladen swallow. The passengers in the back tossed left and right like the bridge of the Enterprise during a Klingon at...

Urb eased back into his leather high back and stared into the fire. Cigar smoke form the ashtray stand swirled about the amber glass plate full of ashes and slithered toward the embers in the fireplace, then up into the flue. Out. He grabbed his rocks glass and swirled his bourbon around the ice cub...

Drinks. Laughter. Toasts and proclamations. Slurred speech. That’s a party at a bar. Ella wanted to try on the jacket. She’d had her eye on it before Urb and Burney arrived. She said, “Urb. Wanna trade coats for a minute?” Now, Urb was one to try anything for a minute after he’d had a couple of roun...

The two drunk bastards moved the vehicle over to the other end of the wide parking lot to the spot where they’d originally begun their night. They’d hidden it from themselves in case they got too drunk and attempted to drive it. That there was being done at this moment. Urb parked it and slid out. B...

Pour a DRINK . Let’s crank this bitch. Three men, up to no good. The one in the middle jostled along, held up by the other two. The warm night air gusted the scent of stripper lotion and cigarette smoke from their tattered jackets. One of these men reached into his coat and pulled out the key fob to...

oettinger wrote: ↑

Fri Apr 05, 2019 6:47 pm

Ahhh ATM machines!!!!! Devil`s answer to God`s stay calm and quite

Gravity is an old dirty bastard btw

Indeed.

Those bastards flailed on the walkway as the Uberdude slinked past them. He turned back to me and waved, and then drove the hell out of there. Hopefully he had made enough cash money to wire back to his family in WhereverLand. Maybe they bought a fancy new mansion made out of sticks and rocks. Or tw...

WALK A singular pursuit. It occupies the mind. And time. Effort, mind, work: Time. It gets down to the bone, like a cold winter chill when nothing grows. Wait. Hopeful. Growth in the spring . WALK WALKWAITWORKTIMEWAITWALKWHITEWALKWORKWAITWHITEWALKWHITEWrOTEWHITEWROTE REDWRITER rED WRITE RED RED RED...

Too drunk, didn`t read. But will tomorrow, promised Me too: TD:DR Anyhoo, thought he was dead already. What in thee hell is up with this self-aggrandizing promoting of bad writing? Let it bleed out, dude. Don't quit your day job, Urp or whatever your name is Bass tards. The lot of yens. There is a ...

Off-Work Fiction Attempt One It’s been awhile now. An occupation invaded my head, and the Muse was locked in some sort of bird cage. Or so I’d thought. I’ve come to find out two things about them Muses: 1. They will not be kept in cages, for they are ethereal and of their own reasoning. They appear...

Dear Booze wrote: ↑

Sun Aug 26, 2018 5:30 pm

Hey Urb. It's been a while. Yes, take us for a ride.

As you wish, mistah D. B -ill

I'm ready for my close up.

very soon

Wanna go for a ride? It wasn't supposed to go like this. Like the Greasy Dude Epic Titties once wrote: "Shit Happens" A stranger in a familiar land, yes indeed. But the colors weakend. They lost vibrancy. They were supposed to be much brighter. I would plant my seed in that lovely sweet earthy humus...

You know, no one had a clue about him. Odd kid with a funny accent. But he was smart. Maybe too smart for his own good. When I saw him again, he wasn’t all beat up like I’d expected. And get this, he was going to the high school on the bottom of Cedar Street. Somehow, he made his way there. Prolly m...

He had it all wrong. I’m not a bad guy. I helped him out, when he first showed up here from a shit state. I was his first friend here. He had on this nerdy shit, like, square-tipped boots with zippers up the side. Wearing brown corduroys, sweating in the heat at the bus stop. Some sort of cheap open...

I don’t remember any of that stuff. I don’t admit to anything. I went away. That’s all I did. I’ll be out soon.


I need to say some things, get them off my chest about this shit…

Ya know?


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