Archive for August, 2009
Chapter 4 – A Good Day
by docwilson on Aug.09, 2009, under Uncategorized

Billy woke up with the sun in his eyes and Dick’s filthy old coat spread over him like a blanket. It was touching, but gross. He climbed up to Dicks’ nest and returned the favor, draping the stinking thing across Dicks snoring form. Damn right, today was going to be a motherfucker of a day. The bitch and Her Latest would sleep until at least noon. He had plenty of time to gather supplies. He as he climbed up the trail
Christ, Vladmir!
by docwilson on Aug.04, 2009, under Current Events

more than a comrade
Have a little dignity, dude. Enough of your pastey, weird, unnatural homoeroticism.