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"once upon a midnight clear"

Jeremy woke up in his bed, the sun hadnt risen, and it was still freezing cold outside.

He could feel the ice cold wind blowing from his open window across his freezing floor and out his open door....

He couldnt remember anything from the night before and definitely didnt know why his door and window were wide open or

why there was a trail of blood entering his townhouse door, leading right to his messed bed..... or from.


He cautiously climbs out of bed, being careful not to step in the mysterious, trail of blood.
Cocking his head slightly, in order to take advantage of the moonlight streaming through the window, it comes to his mind that the trail of blood drops looks like a diamond necklace torn asunder on the floor.
I have to go to work but this is gonna be good... :)

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then .... noticing the scent.... he realizes its not dam blood at all ..... its ketchup .... he must have walked in with hot dog from
grillers fry shack next door.... must have overloaded with ketchup and ..... oh yes there it was, stuck between his dam sheets.... friegen mess everywhere ,.....
you would think he would learn, he did this every time he got into the tequila ..... dam.
(03-22-2018, 08:48 PM)great-grandfather Wrote: [ -> ]then .... noticing the scent.... he realizes its not dam blood at all ..... its ketchup .... he must have walked in with hot dog from
grillers fry shack next door.... must have overloaded with ketchup and ..... oh yes there it was, stuck between his dam sheets.... friegen mess everywhere ,.....
you would think he would learn, he did this every time he got into the tequila ..... dam.

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(03-22-2018, 08:48 PM)great-grandfather Wrote: [ -> ]then .... noticing the scent.... he realizes its not dam blood at all ..... its ketchup .... he must have walked in with hot dog from
grillers fry shack next door.... must have overloaded with ketchup and ..... oh yes there it was, stuck between his dam sheets.... friegen mess everywhere ,.....
you would think he would learn, he did this every time he got into the tequila ..... dam.

..So he did what any good drunk would do.. [well, a drunk with a recently short history of long shadows].. He put on his shoes, grabbed a beer [convincing himself it was for the hangover], and with a little help from some Goody's powder.. he walked out the door.


Cold
windy

...and damnit, it was too early to be facing your fate with a tequila hangover, a half a pack of cheap cigs, anda fading memory of a dirt in your mouth.


"Let this be the day.." he mumbles to himself..shuffling against the cold that seems to reach inside him -to the last warm memory he has, until it too is frozen..

He was going to follow that ketchup trail and find out just what a man...[down on his luck and high on scruples[...does when he reaches the bottom of a tequila bottle and the end of a road....
(03-22-2018, 09:09 PM)Ishtahota Wrote: [ -> ]
(03-22-2018, 08:48 PM)great-grandfather Wrote: [ -> ]then .... noticing the scent.... he realizes its not dam blood at all ..... its ketchup .... he must have walked in with hot dog from
grillers fry shack next door.... must have overloaded with ketchup and ..... oh yes there it was, stuck between his dam sheets.... friegen mess everywhere ,.....
you would think he would learn, he did this every time he got into the tequila ..... dam.

..So he did what any good drunk would do.. [well, a drunk with a recently short history of long shadows].. He put on his shoes, grabbed a beer [convincing himself it was for the hangover], and with a little help from some Goody's powder.. he walked  out the door.


Cold
windy

...and damnit, it was too early to be facing your fate with a tequila hangover, a half a pack of cheap cigs, anda fading memory of a dirt in your mouth.


"Let this be the day.." he mumbles to himself..shuffling against the cold that seems to reach inside him -to the last warm memory he has, until it too is frozen..

He was going to follow that ketchup trail and find out just what a man...[down on his luck and high on scruples[...does when he reaches the bottom of a tequila bottle and the end of a road....

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out there in the freezing cold he could easily see the trail of blobbed ketchup..... followed it right back... exactly where he thought... grillers fry shack... what a mess.... ketchup all over the steps, jim must be pissed at the mess, probably left it right there gonna make me clean it up .... when i spotted it yes... there it was.... lying right on top of a nasty splotch of ketchup..... the memories were flooding back....aaaaaaaagh the numbers gone !! washed away

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(03-22-2018, 09:27 PM)great-grandfather Wrote: [ -> ]out there in the freezing cold he could easily see the trail of blobbed ketchup..... followed it right back... exactly where he thought...  grillers fry shack... what a mess.... ketchup all over the steps, jim must be pissed at the mess, probably left it right there gonna make me clean it up .... when i spotted it yes... there it was.... lying right on top of a nasty splotch of ketchup..... the memories were flooding back....aaaaaaaagh the numbers gone !! washed away

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