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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Friday, November 11, 2016

Loving Every Minute Of Our Relationship

Does this ever happen to you?
Where you are driving along in your car with your
Wife,
or
Spouse,
or
Girlfriend,
or
Boyfriend,
or
Life Partner,
or
Significant Other,
or
Whomever,
and a song like
Bruno Mars' Grenade
comes on the radio,
and you both sing along?
Then,
when the song is done your better half turns off the radio
and ask you,
"Would you jump on a grenade for me?"
This happened to me.
My answer?
"Sure, if the pin is still in it."
I probably could have gotten away with just saying that,
but I had to keep talking.
"If that ever happened, I would have to re-evaluate our relationship. Like, why are people throwing grenades at you. Sure, you are pretty and petite, but what happened in your past that would make people throw explosives your way?"
After about twenty minutes of the
Silent Treatment,
out of the blue she asks,
"Would you stand in front of a train for me?"
I said,
"Hell no!"
I sleep on the couch now.

This is,
Loving Every Minute Of Our Relationship,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!”
- Victor Hugo -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!
 
 
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