Sunday, June 11, 2006

TELL YOUR GRANNY I NEVER MEANT TO KILL HER


Sunday. I groant again, rose and stumbled. How can a man sprain his foot while he is in bed asleep? No, said my wife. It is a new infirmity. It means the kick is gone.

8 comments:

  1. I was just commenting on some of your other work and this one popped up when I came back. Feels like being Alice in Wonderland gone to hell!
    Really perfect, considering that this is often what it's like to live in my head.
    Why oh why couldn't I have a modicum of your talent so I could express what goes on in my warped psyche?? I'm an ok writer but as far as visual expression, I suck.

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  2. Granny has seen better days.

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  3. Anonymous6:00 PM

    Sometimes I think you could use a hug.

    Seanosaurus

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  4. It would be interesting to see Frank pass through a skeleton world where he and his pals become skeletons.

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  5. i do think a hug is in order. is that felix the cat?
    i just might be given nightmares by this whole creepy yet honest site.

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  6. Anonymous9:37 PM

    d'ere go the frankster, asking for more please.

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