Tag: Poetry

Past Imperfect – #584

Later that night, the sisters at Saint Expulsia’s Convent of Cloistered Celibates were unable to sleep, probably because someone had put just a little too much sugar in the tapioca pudding served at the Chastity Dinner earlier that night. Bored and vibrating, they gathered in Sister Socialita’s spartan […]

Past Imperfect – #581

Every once in a while I wonder Was it really better, then Were things truly simpler, and kinder Decency, Respect Agree to Disagree Move on and get things done Or were we just actors Playing given roles Reading from the script Pretending to pretend Because we didn’t know […]

Past Imperfect – #580

Evelyn: “I still don’t understand why you brought me down to the station.” Detective: “Well, we’re investigating a homicide that took place two hours ago at Chez Vache Heureuse, that fancy restaurant over on Snooty Lane.” Evelyn: “A homicide? Goodness. Was anybody hurt?” Detective: “I guess you could […]

Past Imperfect – #579

They showed up. They got their trophies. Discussion ensued. Lurlene, left, lovingly: “These cups are so pretty, just like me. Aren’t you excited that we won?” Raychelle, right, wretchedly: “It’s about as exciting as a bowel movement. We were both bound to have one today.” Lurlene, peevishly: “Don’t […]

Past Imperfect – #578

Jordan, left: “I see that you have once again misunderstood my very specific directives about our attire this evening. I hope you’re proud of yourself.” Joseph, right: “I misunderstood nothing. You said that I was to wear a formal tie and a boutonnière. I have done both, despite […]

Past Imperfect – #577

Ronald Reagan, Donald Trump and Joe Biden walk into a bar… Ronnie, left: “Some day I’m gonna be president.” Trumpy, middle: “Why would you do that? Is there any money in it?” Joey, right: “I’m gonna be president, too. But first I’m gonna be a Councilor and then […]

Past Imperfect – #576

Prosecuting Attorney: “If it pleases the court, I’d like to present this photo as exhibit A.” Judge Crotchbump: “It doesn’t matter if it pleases me or not. You’re an attorney. You present things, I make a ruling about the quality of your presentation based on the 700 years […]

Past Imperfect – #564

Larry: “What fresh hell is this?” Jennie: “It appears that an army of photographers is aware of the fact that we were having a meeting with a marriage counselor. I wonder how that might have happened, He Who Can’t Keep His Mouth Shut.” Larry: “I assure you I […]

Past Imperfect – #513

The orphans at St. Buckworth’s Hostel for Cast-Aside Waifs knew they had a challenge ahead of them if they had any chance of retaining governmental funding during a Republican administration, so they did their best to appear charming and resourceful. Let’s listen in as they await the arrival […]