Flaming the Future



12 thoughts on “Flaming the Future”

  1. Uh that’s angels night….1jaded1. Is that burning down the house played by the electrifying mojo? Get the Guardian angels in the D quick. If you know what I mean then we are the same age. Let’s go for drinks at the punch bowl social!

  2. I look back at how many times I threw buckets on those fires, how many times I rebuilt our kingdom from ashes and ruin only to watch it all burn again in a few years. I would of escaped long ago if it were not for our children, I thought I was keeping our family together, I thought you wanted that future with me, yet you kept lighting matches, smoking and falling asleep, leaving the oven on, pouring gasoline on the Christmas tree, it took too long for me leave the rubble alone and walk awy, I should have the first time you put our home in flames.

  3. Hello Fire Department?

    Yes my boyfriend Named HG is a Pyromaniac. He’s so bad he could set fire to the rain.

    Uh, what would you like us to do ma’am?

    You should probably fire, fire a gun. We all need someone to lean on.

    A gun? Seems awfully harsh. U sure he just doesn’t want to stand next to your fire? You sound like hot stuff.

    Although this is true sir, I still feel like he’ll be burnin’ down the house. He’s so bad he would just stand there and watch me burn. But that’s alright because I like the way it hurts.

    Why don’t you leave him ma’am?

    Because I got the fire down below
    Then I can’t help you.

    I know. I have to help myself but, he’s an unforgettable fire and I’m a book of matches.

    I suggest you call the mental health hotline ma’am.

    Moral of the story? Only you can prevent forest fires.

      1. You were entertained. I’m your muse. I am on this blog solely for your pleasure. Now go look up all those song lyrics and add them to my playlist, uh file. I have one right? I’m in da club right? U will put me in the book right? U there? Hello?

    1. I went the poetic route 2mpathetic

      Here is one for you…Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
      I couldn’t get enough, so I had to self-destruct
      The heat was on, rising to the top
      Everybody going strong, and that is when my spark got hot.

      Name that tune?

      1. Easy. The trammps – disco inferno. Burn baby burn, burn tha mutha down. Saturday night fever…now there was a Narcissist. The scene when he’s looking in the mirror in his underwear.

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