The sky was cloudy,and the breeze was blowing. I had decided to take a walk without my left shoe on. As I went along I thought i might stop at the curb and turn around because my pants seem to be falling from my backside because I had forgot my belt, left it on my bed, along with a few other things that I may need. I pulled up my pants, headed over to the kitchen to grab a fork for my possum salad for lunch.

"This crap tastes like ****"

As I say that, a loud thud. **** hit the fan, literally! So I duck for cover, under my poker magazine collection where I see a photo with a bonus add!It was for a sportsbook. So I took out my phone to make a bet on the cowboys because without Farve, Green Bay doesn't stand a chance. Now as I head outta the door, thunder strikes upon me! Just like last time it was Thunder my pet squirrel.He like's to eat sour balls,the green ones give him some nasty gas.Now I got my umbrella out from under the big closet where thunder lives. Now we're headed back out but the phone rings before I close the door.IT's the call I have to take or else I shall lose my pants. Now, with the phone on my done list. I head back out and lock the door. Thunder and I make it into my car in which runs on water. I strap on my seat bealt, turn the radio up, and leave my house searching for a friend that once ate four hundred pink,pickled boiled armadillo eggs. Yes, you read that correctly, four hundred armadillo eggs, ewwww!

I drove about twenty minutes until I reached the point break movie museum and I literally had to stop!To my disbelief I saw something I'd never seen before! Patrick Swayze and Keanu Reeves playing heads up with Phil Hellmuth, the whiner himself! As his braclets rattled he quickly yelled, "I'm all In." So after losing, I gave Patrick and Keanu high fives, stood up and walked away.So down the blue jello road i went whistling that tune "LILRED made the Sunday Warmup and then he donked out" dreaming what might have been, but yet again, never was!

After this terrible crucifixion of a poor soul at poker he logs in. After checking
NDN for new posts, he decides to play some slots and make some post replies, adding five words to the silly, but funny, story developing into a thrilling insight, into a modern day narration of donks,thrillseekers,players and sharks.

Soon it was clear that something had to be done about his ongoing problem with my problem of constant visions, visions of crazy things like cracking A's with nothing. All this had to end,so off to bannaville, USA, where morons pulled golden handles and I had a banana! How I love thee banana my one and only true companion over the lonely years. In so many ways, bannanas