I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry

Mrs__B and Mini__B are in Michigan with relatives, leaving me by myself in the house for the first time in six years. I see two possible outcomes: I do some long-deferred chores and watch movies that Mrs__B doesn’t like OR I play air-guitar in my underwear and run a whorehouse out of our place.

Flip a coin.

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28 thoughts on “I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry

  1. It’s so obvious: You should befriend 3 orphans then try to steal the moon.

    OR you could visit the buccolic English countryside. While there you could entertain two gentleman callers. Make sure you banter wittily with at least one of them.

  2. I am voting for option B. I went to the coast this past weekend and the Ball n’ Chain ordered up the dancing girls prior to my even leaving the county..or so he said. ;)

    Besides..which is more fun? Afterall, they are having fun right? Oh, and the BnC didn’t so any friggin chores whilst I was gone.

  3. OR I play air-guitar in my underwear and run a whorehouse out of our place.

    I am no expert on business plans, but it does seem that the popularity and viability of the “Whorehouse in the front room” plan will be imperilled by the spectacle of the proprietor playing air guitar in his underwear.
    Or anyone else’s underwear, come to that.

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