Sep 6, 2025 a pit bull on / a playground

 

Sep 6, 2025         a pit bull on / a playground  

 

Is the punchline of course to the joke that four-lettered word - if that even is / the word for it - repeated as nauseum as we do in the pixels and pages of the ‘ Spurts ‘ document that accompanies (t)his version of (y)our man Cin the humble(d) narrator of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoires and a pit bull on / a playground wherever / he goes, and that begins of course ‘ what animal has four legs and one / arm? ‘, get it, a pit bull on / a playground is all / we gots.

 

Course we wilt under pressure as we do, and didn’t (y)our man Cin last week at this time take an inordinate amount of time, not only to come up with a joke at the request of the fetch server at the bar in Providence Rhode Island hosting (y)our man Cin and the(ir) Llorrac cousin at the time - both in town for the week-end funeral service of (y)our (wo)man the(ir) Aunt Eded RIP earlier this summer at the age of ninety-four - but even then managing to get the set-up line wrong, or anyway not the same as in the Spurts document that accompanies (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoires and a pit bull on / a playground wherever and whenever / he goes and the Spurts document that contains no end of ‘spurts’, you called it better, innit Itt, ‘of my / reality’, with (y)our man Cin recollecting the joke that prefaces every daily entry in the Spurts document as ‘ what has five legs and is red all / over ?’, get it, frankly (t)his is a more descriptive set-up line, or so the fetch spectrum-y server at that Providence sea bar seemed to think so anyway, fetch is all / we gots.

 

What it was earlier (t)his summer is that (y)our (wo)men the(ir) American Noslouc cousins the Llorracs - ‘the neighbors are aware’, (y)our man Cin e-mailed the rest of the clan better the after before during and after nine of the Llorracs arrived here for the night in the(ir) thirty-five foot rented RV / Recreational Vehicle that they all called home for that week and that required parking on the cul-de-sac that passes as the neighborhood up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here in Luksvegas on the Quebec side, ‘and may come over for a visit to see our glamourous American cousins’ - went on this cross-border adventure partly in honour of the(ir) dearly-departed Aunt Eded, and were led in by Llorrac cousin Tamm, and ‘ driver ‘ (y)our man  the actor Charles Napier as head of the Country band The Good Olde Boys describes himself better in John Landis immor(t)al film The Blues Brothers, videed last night by (y)our man Cin as we do, ‘of the Winnebago’, and cousin Tamm given the non-de-guerre ‘ the rock’ of the Llorrac family by (y)our (wo)man the(ir) Noslouc Aunt and matriarch Big Red RIP, it’s like being / knighted, or anyway you can take it to the bank, ‘(s)he hates’ was another of (y)our (wo)man the(ir) Noslouc matriarch Big Red’s favorite slogans and put-downs, and applied to anyone who didn’t attack life that four-lettered word ferociously  as  we do, ‘life’, life is all / we gots.

 

Course when confronted if that’s the word by the famous Noslouc hospitality up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here before during and after the(ir) cinfamous Winnebago trip - Winnebago assumedly an early manufacturer of these drivable four-wheeled cities back in the 20th and dwarfed since then by the Rolling Stone tour bus sizes of the same contemporarily, though who knows maybe Winnebago still in the game , ‘the High ‘Life’ ’, (y)our man Iron Mike’s version of a trailer home’s nom-de-road was called entirely appropriately, purchased five years ago before during and after the COVID and since moved and then relocated from Calabogie on the Ontariariariariariariario side an ahour and a half from here, and (y)our man Cin’s second favorite second favorite second favorite second favorite second favorite home away / from home, becasue smoking crackers up in there mo(u)rning noon and night the both of them before during and after the COVID that five-lettered wordle - the Llorrac cousins ended up spending only one night of ten, the penultimate night of the trip, actually sleeping in the Winnebago, otherwise the nine of them greeted with open arms into the Apparent Lee  voluminous homes of the(ir) Canadian Noslouc cousins as we do, and even bringing with them their own bedsheets as we do, Apparent Lee it’s / a thing, including at (t)his very house here in Luksvegas on the Quebec side and where (y)our man Cin is after hulk-smashing away at (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoires and a pit bull in a playground as we do even now because mad stories, the High Life is all / we gots.

 

‘That’s’, (y)our man Cin managed to drop a line-de-cinema (hooker please, -id.) from the director Michael Apted’s immor(t)al film version of Martin Cruz Smith’s novel Gorky Park that you don’t often get / to drop - and apopors the four vodka lemonades that a pair of the(ir) thirstier American cousins had (wo)managed to d(r)own each before during and after last Sunday’s brunch in Massachusetts and a visit to Nanquet, innit perfesser and as part of the Return trip by members of the Noslouc family in honour of the(ir) Aunt Eded ((y)our man Cin promised to reverse engineer the names because REDRUM innit Mr. King and so he / does)  last week for the memorial service and before during and after partly to honour the cinfamous Winnebago trip undertaken by the(ir) American cousins the month / before - ‘a whore’s / drink’, and eliiciting no end of tittering from his neighbors at that end of the brunch table as we do because a good line, though of course the drink referenced in Gorky Park as the one favoured by the Russian KGB agents and goons shadowing (y)our man the hero of the piece Inspector Renko and played by the American actor WIlliam Hurt RIP as the(ir) first taste of Western decadence at the Stockhom airport was of course a ‘ stinger ‘ , and called out in the film by (y)our man the bear of an actor Brian Dennehy playing one of the film’s original crime’s victim’s brother and a retired NYPDetective as we do, a whore’s drink is all / we gots.

 

Course none of these drinking stories are (it’s ‘is’ because  ‘none’ that four-letterd abbrevaition is an abbreviation for ‘ not one’ and therefore singular, -id.) / is nearly as locaquious if that’s the word or as thirsty as they used / to be, innit perfesser , even for what was after all an Irish / wake that four-lettered word of a week-end  because Regime Zero - ‘I drink’, (y)our (wo)man the actress Shirley Maclaine (and sister of Warren Beatty, who knew?) says it better to (wo)mansplain her state of alert inebriation to her daughter played by Meryl Streep in the Mike NIchol’s film version of Princess Leia aka Carrie Fischer’s me-moirs Postcards From the Edge, ‘like / an Irish person’, and ‘just enough’, (y)our (Irish)man Liam Neeson as LT Frank Drebbin gives his own version of alcoholic mansplaining in the recent Naked Gun film series reboot better before during and after being aksed at the scene of a hideous car accident by a fellow LAPDetective whether drinking was involved, ‘to wake me / up ‘ - ‘ we had the bachelor party up there’, (y)our man Cin tried and failed to mansplain it better last Saturday after before during and after it became Another Sadurday Night and I Ain’t Got Nobody (hooker please, -id.) to who(m)ever would listen and how it was that thirty (?!) years ago and change ago at The Country Club in Boston (it’s The Country Club becasue they own / the copyright allegedly, innit Brassapalooza), we had your bachelor party at the same locale as the recepetion last week-end, and then headed down to Nanquet as we did last Sunday before during and after thirty years ago and change ago the bachelor night ‘got X / Rated’, (y)our man Cin discreetly enough described the X-Rated part of (y(our bachelor party held at Nanquet back in the 20th, drinking just enough to wake / me up is all / we gots, P.S. Wally is 97 years young today !

 

‘ Get me a dark’ (y)our man the(ir) Llorrac cousin answered the fetch server in Providence Rhode Island at the second-storey bar who had aksed him and (y)our man the(ir) Canadian cousin and humble(d) narrator Cin better last Cinday (hooker please, -id.) for a joke as we do and as a sort of requirement for admission becasue what has four arms and a leg and is red all over a pitbull in a playground (that’s enough, -id.) - this request should have been like aksing rain to be / wet but somehow made both cousins stumble, perhaps becasue of the(ir) emo wake week-end so far and / or the steps to the second storey bar with the fetch servers and fellow-drinkers / both just undertaken - before during and after being aksed what’ll you have as we do becasue frankly (y)our brother Luap (y)our man Cin said it better to not one but all of (y)our men the(ir) American Llorrac cousins later that night and week-end, innit perfesser is a chick magnet, ‘and stormy’, aksing rain / to be wet is all / we gots.

 

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