The Mystery Spot

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Showing posts with label heckling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label heckling. Show all posts
Saturday, February 22, 2014

Now if there really was a Swear Jar millions would be made

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I was on stage at Kafe Kerouac reading a poem. It had a few very naughty words in it. Mid-poem Rachel R. got up, came on stage, looked aroun...
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Thursday, November 11, 2010

Tools and Taps

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Oh that Writers' Block, bringing out the ignorant in everyone. I can't sit next to Vernell for awhile - the things that were said, I...
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I am the man who tells you something. Then you say, "someone said" this. I am forgettable, unless I do something wrong. Then you complain about me to management. You should all come to Writers Block Poetry on Wednesday nights at Kafe Kerouac. I have a Scottish wife. I have son who is filled with sweetness. Another year of changes is ahead, good changes.
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