17 thoughts on “I was asked if I was up to no good, I’ll let you decide…”
There may be hope for the Youth of America after all.
Nah.
I love you Igor and respect you but I have to disagree. There is hope for the youth of America. My son is early thirties and hangs with the mid twenties and onward crowd. They are all conservative and constitutionalist. I have two male great nephews in their early twenties who are conservative and constitutionalist. Husband has taught the son, now the great nephews and eventually the great grandsons the art of weaponry.
There is hope.
People speak of hope as if it is this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider’s webs. It’s not. Hope has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, the grit of the cobblestones in her hair, and just spat out a tooth as she rises for another go.
I will never give up hope
Sandy, just stirring the pot, as CederQ is wont to do.
I gotta do *something* for recreation and amusement!
I actually DO see the younger kids improving, and there is indeed hope. It’s just sad to see the MAJORITY of them so lost and selfish and thrill-seeking. THAT path won’t turn out anything good. Lack of morals and self-awareness will do that.
I met a girl once who gave me a 65 foot boner….then, she opened her mouth……
You too, huh? Either she gets around, or there have been many near-clones of her running rampant since about 2000 (which was half my lifetime ago now) when I was still young, stupid and horny enough to pursue hot (but intolerably crazy) chicks. Thankfully, I stopped doing that dumb shit about 2007, and got my standards up. Which apparently didn’t help much, because I’m still single at 50, and quite glad of it, if I’m being honest.
More related to the subject at hand, there is a (very expensive) private boys high school here locally, that is renowned for incidents of the students (a magnificent bunch of irreverent young chads in training) illustrating very large…rocketships on walls, or any other large continuous surface that may be suited for the job.
I’d venture to guess they’ve not approached this level of excellence quite yet, but I know a young man going there next year through a family connection, and I’ll be sure to pass this along to him, so they can recapture the title. I’m sure he’ll be suitably amused. I was, and I didn’t even attend there.
Sometimes there’s a Man….
penis! what penis? the just wanted their Valentine’s Day heart to cover the entire roof
Ah, yes. Such hijinks remind me of the delightful old movie, “Superbad”.
Sounds like the shit we did in high school. We climbed up the pole that had the horse “Aggie” mascot on top, painted a big fuck-stick on it, then greased the pole on the way down.
They had to eventually call in a bucket truck to paint over it.
There may be hope for the Youth of America after all.
Nah.
I love you Igor and respect you but I have to disagree. There is hope for the youth of America. My son is early thirties and hangs with the mid twenties and onward crowd. They are all conservative and constitutionalist. I have two male great nephews in their early twenties who are conservative and constitutionalist. Husband has taught the son, now the great nephews and eventually the great grandsons the art of weaponry.
There is hope.
People speak of hope as if it is this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider’s webs. It’s not. Hope has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, the grit of the cobblestones in her hair, and just spat out a tooth as she rises for another go.
I will never give up hope
Sandy, just stirring the pot, as CederQ is wont to do.
I gotta do *something* for recreation and amusement!
I actually DO see the younger kids improving, and there is indeed hope. It’s just sad to see the MAJORITY of them so lost and selfish and thrill-seeking. THAT path won’t turn out anything good. Lack of morals and self-awareness will do that.
I met a girl once who gave me a 65 foot boner….then, she opened her mouth……
You too, huh? Either she gets around, or there have been many near-clones of her running rampant since about 2000 (which was half my lifetime ago now) when I was still young, stupid and horny enough to pursue hot (but intolerably crazy) chicks. Thankfully, I stopped doing that dumb shit about 2007, and got my standards up. Which apparently didn’t help much, because I’m still single at 50, and quite glad of it, if I’m being honest.
More related to the subject at hand, there is a (very expensive) private boys high school here locally, that is renowned for incidents of the students (a magnificent bunch of irreverent young chads in training) illustrating very large…rocketships on walls, or any other large continuous surface that may be suited for the job.
I’d venture to guess they’ve not approached this level of excellence quite yet, but I know a young man going there next year through a family connection, and I’ll be sure to pass this along to him, so they can recapture the title. I’m sure he’ll be suitably amused. I was, and I didn’t even attend there.
Sometimes there’s a Man….
penis! what penis? the just wanted their Valentine’s Day heart to cover the entire roof
Ah, yes. Such hijinks remind me of the delightful old movie, “Superbad”.
Sounds like the shit we did in high school. We climbed up the pole that had the horse “Aggie” mascot on top, painted a big fuck-stick on it, then greased the pole on the way down.
They had to eventually call in a bucket truck to paint over it.
Saa-LUTE!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EchbzHN3lek
Write what you know.
I was wonderin if they’d ever find my handiwork, self portrait.
So you were a pole vaulter in HS, huh?
I saw that Olympic dude as well funny shit and I bet his phone is ringing off the wall.
Wrote a book under might pen name as well many years ago, Asian fair.
Three Tracks in the Sand by Wun Hung Lo
Something wrong with the guy who took the time to calculate 161.
Something wrong with the editor who checked the math too.