I was going to write a Halloween story titled ‘Mars Bars’, but I just not feeling it at all. It was an October prompt anyway. via: #probeatz
Friday, November 20, 2020
Think of a holiday tradition that you do not understand. Write a story that explains where it came from.
Think of a holiday tradition that you do not understand. Write a story that explains where it came from. via: #probeatz
Outside I find a giant pile of leaves and jump in. At the bottom is a portal that takes me somewhere. It takes me to each year Iwant to go to. I want to go to the years: 1975, 1979, 1983, 1985, 1987, 1988, 1990, 1991, 1992, 1996, 1998, 1999, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2010, 2011, 2015, 2017, 2018, and 2019.
Outside I find a giant pile of leaves and jump in. At the bottom is a portal that takes me somewhere. It takes me to each year Iwant to go to.
I want to go to the years:
1975, 1979, 1983, 1985, 1987, 1988, 1990, 1991, 1992, 1996, 1998, 1999, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2010, 2011, 2015, 2017, 2018, and 2019. via: #probeatz
Outside I find a giant pile of leaves and jump in. At the bottom is a portal that takes me somewhere. It takes me to each year Iwant to go to. I want to go to the years: 1975, 1979, 1983, 1985, 1987, 1988, 1990, 1991, 1992, 1996, 1998, 1999, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2010, 2011, 2015, 2017, 2018, and 2019. #wanitaxigo
Outside you find a giant pile of leaves and jump in. At the bottom is a portal that takes you somewhere. It takes you to each year you want to go to. What year/years do you want to go to?
Outside you find a giant pile of leaves and jump in. At the bottom is a portal that takes you somewhere. It takes you to each year you want to go to.
What year/years do you want to go to? via: #probeatz
There was a time when I went Christmas caroling. The year was like 1986. This guy named Willie Cornelius was supposed to be my dad’s father. He was really tall and looked just like my dad. However, this possibly well to do guy had doubts that my dad was even his son, because my dad’s mom was a whore who played mind games with various men and bedded them, too. Anywho, Willie invited my mom and us for Christmas dinner. My dad refused to come. After Willie said over the table that we were strangers and had doubts that we were even his kin folks, we all started eating and introducing ourselves at the table. The other children at the table were pretty much adopted by Willie, because he married a pretty lady who already had kids that were not his. After Christmas dinner, Willie’s step kids invited my siblings and I to hang out. So, me, my sister Amber Johnson, Chef Olivette Lee, my sister Shawne Lee, and Willie’s step children took a walk outside. One of the step kids decided that we were going to walk a ways and start Christmas caroling. Before we reached a neighborhood, all of us listened to Run D.M.C. on a boom box. One of the step kids had a Geri Curl and another one had a boom box. The one with the boom box played the hell out of Run DMC.🎃 Anywho, we finally reached a neighborhood and started knocking on doors. We sang « Silent Night », « We Wish You A Merry Christmas », and a few more, because a few of us really didn’t know enough of the lyrics to complete an entire Christmas song(I was one of them😂). All of the families were white. Some of them were Native Americans. Most of the ones who opened their doors were very nice. After that, we walked around a little more and headed back. On our way back I had to try and play with a wild raccoon that refused to get off my grandfather’s property. That raccoon made it’s Mark on that property and tried to fuck anyone up who got near it.😂🎃 Anyway, that is my memory about my experience Christmas caroling.🎃🎅🤶🎄
There was a time when I went Christmas caroling. The year was like 1986. This guy named Willie Cornelius was supposed to be my dad’s father. He was really tall and looked just like my dad.
However, this possibly well to do guy had doubts that my dad was even his son, because my dad’s mom was a whore who played mind games with various men and bedded them, too. Anywho, Willie invited my mom and us for Christmas dinner.
My dad refused to come. After Willie said over the table that we were strangers and had doubts that we were even his kin folks, we all started eating and introducing ourselves at the table.
The other children at the table were pretty much adopted by Willie, because he married a pretty lady who already had kids that were not his. After Christmas dinner, Willie’s step kids invited my siblings and I to hang out. So, me, my sister Amber Johnson, Chef Olivette Lee, my sister Shawne Lee, and Willie’s step children took a walk outside.
One of the step kids decided that we were going to walk a ways and start Christmas caroling. Before we reached a neighborhood, all of us listened to Run D.M.C. on a boom box. One of the step kids had a Geri Curl and another one had a boom box.
The one with the boom box played the hell out of Run DMC. Anywho, we finally reached a neighborhood and started knocking on doors. We sang « Silent Night », « We Wish You A Merry Christmas », and a few more, because a few of us really didn’t know enough of the lyrics to complete an entire Christmas song(I was one of them
).
All of the families were white. Some of them were Native Americans. Most of the ones who opened their doors were very nice. After that, we walked around a little more and headed back.
On our way back I had to try and play with a wild raccoon that refused to get off my grandfather’s property. That raccoon made it’s Mark on that property and tried to fuck anyone up who got near it. Anyway, that is my memory about my experience Christmas caroling.
via: #probeatz
There was a time when I went Christmas caroling. The year was like 1986. This guy named Willie Cornelius was supposed to be my dad’s father. He was really tall and looked just like my dad. However, this possibly well to do guy had doubts that my dad was even his son, because my dad’s mom was a whore who played mind games with various men and bedded them, too. Anywho, Willie invited my mom and us for Christmas dinner. My dad refused to come. After Willie said over the table that we were strangers and had doubts that we were even his kin folks, we all started eating and introducing ourselves at the table. The other children at the table were pretty much adopted by Willie, because he married a pretty lady who already had kids that were not his. After Christmas dinner, Willie’s step kids invited my siblings and I to hang out. So, me, my sister Amber Johnson, Chef Olivette Lee, my sister Shawne Lee, and Willie’s step children took a walk outside. One of the step kids decided that we were going to walk a ways and start Christmas caroling. Before we reached a neighborhood, all of us listened to Run D.M.C. on a boom box. One of the step kids had a Geri Curl and another one had a boom box. The one with the boom box played the hell out of Run DMC.🎃 Anywho, we finally reached a neighborhood and started knocking on doors. We sang « Silent Night », « We Wish You A Merry Christmas », and a few more, because a few of us really didn’t know enough of the lyrics to complete an entire Christmas song(I was one of them😂). All of the families were white. Some of them were Native Americans. Most of the ones who opened their doors were very nice. After that, we walked around a little more and headed back. On our way back I had to try and play with a wild raccoon that refused to get off my grandfather’s property. That raccoon made it’s Mark on that property and tried to fuck anyone up who got near it.😂🎃 Anyway, that is my memory about my experience Christmas caroling.🎃🎅🤶🎄 #wanitaxigo
I have one more announcement before I continue holiday prompts to close out the year and share more stories and things like that. The other day someone whom I know very well played a Donald Trump’s compilation video. This video covered a lot of topics: from building a wall that borders Mexico to fake news and a « well behaved » black guy who fought against KKK members. I thought I heard President Donald Trump’s say something about poor people. I think it was about not wanting them in office or something like that. I would have to re-watch that video clip, again. I just want to say something, Mr. President: You are definitely going to have to have a piece of « humble pie » this Thanksgiving. Poor people built this nation without this so called « democracy » that is in place right now. Donald Trump: You A.R.E. living the AMERICAN DREAM right now. Am I correct? That is what millions of Americans are trying to do right now and have for centuries. Rich people do not make the world go round. Plenty of poor people have worked hard to make it to the top. They may have been poor at first. But, they made it. Never discriminate against the poor man. You may have stood toe to toe with a former poor man who made it into an office. So, take that piece of humble pie for Thanksgiving. Because, you are going to need it.🧐
I have one more announcement before I continue holiday prompts to close out the year and share more stories and things like that. The other day someone whom I know very well played a Donald Trump’s compilation video. This video covered a lot of topics: from building a wall that borders Mexico to fake news and a « well behaved » black guy who fought against KKK members.
I thought I heard President Donald Trump’s say something about poor people. I think it was about not wanting them in office or something like that. I would have to re-watch that video clip, again. I just want to say something, Mr. President:
You are definitely going to have to have a piece of « humble pie » this Thanksgiving. Poor people built this nation without this so called « democracy » that is in place right now. Donald Trump: You A.R.E. living the AMERICAN DREAM right now. Am I correct?
That is what millions of Americans are trying to do right now and have for centuries. Rich people do not make the world go round. Plenty of poor people have worked hard to make it to the top.
They may have been poor at first. But, they made it. Never discriminate against the poor man. You may have stood toe to toe with a former poor man who made it into an office. So, take that piece of humble pie for Thanksgiving. Because, you are going to need it. via: #probeatz
I have one more announcement before I continue holiday prompts to close out the year and share more stories and things like that. The other day someone whom I know very well played a Donald Trump’s compilation video. This video covered a lot of topics: from building a wall that borders Mexico to fake news and a « well behaved » black guy who fought against KKK members. I thought I heard President Donald Trump’s say something about poor people. I think it was about not wanting them in office or something like that. I would have to re-watch that video clip, again. I just want to say something, Mr. President: You are definitely going to have to have a piece of « humble pie » this Thanksgiving. Poor people built this nation without this so called « democracy » that is in place right now. Donald Trump: You A.R.E. living the AMERICAN DREAM right now. Am I correct? That is what millions of Americans are trying to do right now and have for centuries. Rich people do not make the world go round. Plenty of poor people have worked hard to make it to the top. They may have been poor at first. But, they made it. Never discriminate against the poor man. You may have stood toe to toe with a former poor man who made it into an office. So, take that piece of humble pie for Thanksgiving. Because, you are going to need it.🧐 #wanitaxigo
Have you ever participated in Christmas caroling? Who did you go with? What songs did you sing?🤔
Have you ever participated in Christmas caroling? Who did you go with? What songs did you sing? via: #probeatz
Every test in life is a « pass » or « fail », unless the examination is for fun, is tossed out, trashed, and does not go into someone/company’s file. This includes psychological evaluations, tryouts for a team, applications for a job, etc. 1) Psychological evaluations are a pass or fail: either you are normal or crazy. 2) Physical fitness tests are a pass or fail: either you pass with flying colors, or something is wrong and you might have to try, again, something is not working properly, you are too obese, or you just totally fail, period and need to see a doctor to continue. 3) There are tests for school. Either you pass or fail. 4) There are vision tests: You have 20/20 vision= pass. No 20/20 vision: fail, until your vision can be corrected with lenses, etc. I can go on and on, but I will not-King-Galaxius Stravinsky 🧐 #wanitaxigo
Every test in life is a « pass » or « fail », unless the examination is for fun, is tossed out, trashed, and does not go into someone/company’s file. This includes psychological evaluations, tryouts for a team, applications for a job, etc. 1) Psychological evaluations are a pass or fail: either you are normal or crazy. 2) Physical fitness tests are a pass or fail: either you pass with flying colors, or something is wrong and you might have to try, again, something is not working properly, you are too obese, or you just totally fail, period and need to see a doctor to continue. 3) There are tests for school. Either you pass or fail. 4) There are vision tests: You have 20/20 vision= pass. No 20/20 vision: fail, until your vision can be corrected with lenses, etc. I can go on and on, but I will not-King-Galaxius Stravinsky 🧐
Every test in life is a « pass » or « fail », unless the examination is for fun, is tossed out, trashed, and does not go into someone/company’s file.
This includes psychological evaluations, tryouts for a team, applications for a job, etc.
1) Psychological evaluations are a pass or fail: either you are normal or crazy.
2) Physical fitness tests are a pass or fail: either you pass with flying colors, or something is wrong and you might have to try, again, something is not working properly, you are too obese, or you just totally fail, period and need to see a doctor to continue.
3) There are tests for school. Either you pass or fail.
4) There are vision tests: You have 20/20 vision= pass.
No 20/20 vision: fail, until your vision can be corrected with lenses, etc.
I can go on and on, but I will not-King-Galaxius Stravinsky via: #probeatz
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