Yeah...
I know.
A blank slate.
Writer's block?
Maybe, maybe not.
Wonderful people.
Marcus and Alegna the couple.
One's my lover with the hilarious one-liners while the other a sister, confidate and if I say more, the world's gonna turn green. I love you lady, it's just too bad I am gay.
Marcus you sweet, you charming son of a bitch.
Marry me.
Sheryl and Ivan, her brother Rudy.
separated by a door, they do everything together.
Who's the boyfriend? Ivan or Rudy?
She will laugh at this point, mighty adorable.
They got cats.
3 of them, nuff said.
Uncle Dennis, Puddy, Nicky and Cong.
3 Married men, 1 the sweetest darling whom never seems to come on time.
3 with Kids.
3 with Jobs a stone throw vice-versa.
My shamans?
I left out one.
Joven.
Joven...
Joven...
A raving lunatic but I love you too.
The block's here again.
I put my pen down.
Last but not least, to the greatest, the coolest...
No it's not you bro, who else could it be but me.
None other than me.
You hear a tinkle of a laugh.
Cheers mate.
For the past few months and the years still to go.
Don't quit on me old pal, I've gotta see your saggy tits and our rasping breath as we die from cancer.
Everyone?
Call my bro your King!
