The Foreman

Two neighbors were talking about work, when one asked, “Say, why did the foreman fire you?” Replied the second, “Well, you know how a foreman is always standing around and watching others do the work. My foreman got jealous. People started thinking I was the foreman.”

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Something to make you smile

Over the past few  months I’ve written quite a bit about my youth, and typically the stories I’ve shared have tended somewhat to be hard-bitten accounts of living rough and dealing with subjects that most people in a modern civilization would deem as ‘morbid’–if you don’t know me, but have read my novel Ballad of […]

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