Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Monday, October 15, 2012

10.15

I'm tired of always doing things that make sense. I think it's time to do something nonsensical just because it's the right thing to do.
--speaking of--
Have you ever kissed a man with a beard?

8 comments:

  1. Been kissed, yes. Kissed? No.

    Nonsensical stuff often lifts my spirits like nothing else. I wholeheartedly recommend it.

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  2. Never been kissed nor kissed, yet that first sentence and second sentence are sometimes spot-on for me. I get so tired of doing the expected and predictable.

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  3. I kissed Kyle once. It was a beardsplosion.

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  4. I didn't really want that mental image, but I suppose if it made you happy . . .

    My dad kissed me once. It was sticky.

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  5. Yes, that is really a strange mental image.

    My dad's grown scruff when he wasn't working at the prison. (They have to be clean-shaven there.) Kind of scratchy.

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  6. ROBBY I WAS THERE FOR THE BEARDSPLOSION! I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a New Year's miracle.

    I think there is a distinct difference between being kissed / kissing a family member with a beard and the different kind of kissing (we need a new word for it) that goes with making out. It requires extended beard-contact. And I leave you with that mental image. GOOD BYE

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  7. Well, now I've seen you to attempt kissing a man with a beard.

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