Talk-About-Yo-Mama

Graffiti found on a stray kid over near the park:

“You can look for a lump, even search for a cyst, but you can’t reconnoiter for a goiter…leastwise, not around here.”  (An alert statue, sensing my bewilderment, winked, pointed to its head, and said, “Leastwise, not around here.”  I smiled as I took my leave, pretending that I could spot a metaphorical pigeon as well as the next man.)

Anything a man can start, he can stop…(except, of course, in those instances that it might be inconvenient or uncomfortable.)

While I was hanging around the bus station over in another state, this young geezer strolls up and tells me, “Regardless of what the laws say and morality demand, incest is alive and neurally flourishing in my own brain.”

There’s this one future that will “talk-about-yo-mama.”  (Oh yeah, there’s this past that will do likewise.)

One thing the health and environmental “scare-of-the-day” does accomplish is in making those who boast such beliefs feel superior to those who don’t.

J.