True Blue Haiku

by Leslie

Still no internet
Damn ISP. I hate you.
You’re inadequate

Dave here again sending you this haiku from Leslie as she spews forth this haiku over the phone in between rants about how her ISP sucks goat eggs. I have never heard this much filthy language over the phone in my life that didn’t have a per minute charge to it. It was kinda hot.

Internet is down
Spent day with a nervous twitch
Dave to the rescue.

We awoke to our greatest nightmare – the storms over the last 12 hours had killed our internet access. So I (Dave) travelled into work to make sure your day was complete with a haiku. This had so better get me laid.

I Love Saturdays.

by Leslie

no alarm clock ring
sleeping in Julia’s bed
never felt so good

Today at the Farmer’s Market…

Julia: “Hi! We’re selling Mama’s buckeyes. They’re a dollar! Would you like one?”

Customer #1: “Well, how can I resist that? Sure. I’ll take one.”

Julia: Takes the dollar, studies it, then stows it away.

Customer #2: “Good morning! What do we have here?”

Julia: “We’re selling buckeyes. They’re fifty dollars!”

This Is Motherhood
may not continue due to
lack of submissions.

*Sniff Sniff*

It feels kinda like when “My So-Called Life” was cancelled.


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