Jerome Doesn’t Want To Live There Anymore

There was another phone call.


“Jerome? Again?”

“You’ve gotta help me.”

“Geez, what now?”

“Bob found me after I called you. He took me to his home. Then he put me in his BASEMENT!”

“His basement?”

“Yeah, you know. The one with the pee hole!”

“Oh, wow.”

“And now he’s trying to frame me claiming I stole a salted nut roll at the same convenience store where he was caught with a pubic hair that he dug out of his pocket when he was looking for change. He wants them to froget all about that pube so he puts me in a room with a pee hole!”

“Man, that’s harsh.”

“Pubes and pee holes. PUBES AND PEE HOLE, MAN!”

“Yeah…….look, I’m feeling a bit fluey right now, I’ll have to get back to you. “


I hung up.

Because of the flu.
Stephen Johnson

The idea of building a website with Bob came from Stephen in the days of message boards and chat rooms. We settled on the name and the rest is history. Retired since he hit the ripe age of 25, he spends most his time doing odd-jobs around the house and digging thru trash bins for "stuff that's still good." Stephen has contributed several short stories and hosted the "Lunatic Ravings" column since the beginning (1999). The idea of writing weekly columns came from Stephen before blogs or blog sites ever existed. So, I guess that makes him THE FIRST BLOGGER IN THE WORLD!!!

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