Hi! My name is Chad! I come to America from Czechoslovakia. I like hunting, dirt bike riding, carving things from wood, and David Bowie’s music. Sometimes I take stupid chances while crossing the street because I absolutely hate waiting. Well, in one instance of this antsy behavior, I got my shirt ripped as a car’s rearview mirror somehow grabbed hold and tugged me by the neck. I was dragged about 30 feet before I finally fell free. Now it’s just a cool fashion statement. If I tell my story casually to passersby, they take pity and give me money to buy a new shirt. So, I guess it’s my lucky shirt too and I ought not
replace it…(SUCKERS!) Girls dig my dirt bike design on the front. My sister, Brisella, is a trickster. One night, she cut my hair while I was passed out drunk and gave it one hell of a chop job at the back. It’s okay though. I forgive her even though it makes me look kind of like I stuck my head in a blender. But now I look at it as an advantage because now I have natural air-conditioning back there. It’s no big deal if I get cold. I just wear a hat. ‘Changes’ is my favorite Bowie song and parents really do need to allow space for their kids to make their own decisions. Well, it’s been a long journey and I’d really like to get back to putting my life in order and thinking how I can cross the street fast without getting hurt. Hmmm…guess I could just run/dance in place while waiting to give my brain the illusion that I’m getting there faster. Yeah! And then passersby could have a little side show entertainment while they sit there in their smoke-blowing hot rods. That’d be cool! Okay, I’ll leave you with the thought of making your world a better place. I’d like a home. Play with me as you will, but if you reach a point of deciding to move on to better, cooler, or just different toys, do me a favor and donate me with my clothes on. It’s really rude to leave me naked on a second-hand store shelf for families to gaze and gawk at me. I get really embarrassed and ashamed.
Mahalo! (Thank You!)

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s