And to think I walked away

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And to think I walked away

I had it all
the world at my fingertips.

Or,
at least,
the internet at my fingertips..

Pretty much “the world” these days.

Receive the merchandise.
Sit at my desk.
Answer the phone.
Comfort the lame.
Go through the motions like everyone else.

And to think I walked away.
All I had to do was suck a little dick for my beer money.
You’d think I could manage that.

About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

7 Replies to “And to think I walked away”

  2. uh, that’s not your desk… i could barely find room on your fucking desk for my little addition to it. had i known you were quitting, i wouldn’t have tried getting you fired!

  3. Do you know what your problem is Jonny? It’s the same one I have.
    You value your soul. Unfortunately, I’ve realized that people who value their souls, often times, end up without much money. And you know, call me old fashioned, but I would rather be poor.
    Oh well, there’s other ways to get beer money without getting shit on your face.
    —

  4. uhmmmm.
    not to pick @ nits or anything…..
    but technically, didn’t you *ride* away, rather than walk?

    ****

    Ducked into a U turn side street after getting a prescription filled,
    looked up….bike…
    kitchen….
    fuck, it’s the bike kitchen…packed to the gills…
    pretty cool…wheels & bits & stands…
    but some dude insisted on calling me danny devito, evnn though I look more like the sopranos guy

  7. I guess as long as you sucked only a LITTLE dick and not a BIG one. That and you probably enjoyed it until the ‘SPLOOOOSH’ in the eyes.

    Then you ran around the shop like a little girl screaming ‘MY EYES MY EYES ! ! ! IT BUUURRRRNNNNSSSSSSS!!!”

    Shit like that makes us all laugh.