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Passive aggressive bitch speech the enemy to a dialectic mind

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I was raised by females and I am introvert by nature so obviously I was a beta bitch for most of my youth.

I didn’t talk directly with people because I was a bitch so I learned the fine art of passive aggressive bitch speech or being passive in confronting a issue head on. This worked as a means of communication for me until…

I got some balls or on a matter of fact I needed to know something I didn’t want a secondary answer about some bullshit feelings I had about the topic.

This might sound confusing so let me give you an example.

“Honey does this dress make me look fat?”

Anyway, I can’t stand that shit anymore. My mind doesn’t work that way sense I got some balls and started vaping conflict on the regular.

I use rhetorical speech for jokes and poetry though I absolutely mean it when I say I hate gamma, gamma mother fucking bitches.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Day 3 of the shit storm in Texas still no power, still fuck the government

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Two days.

Some people get power on and off occasionally and I get dick all at my humble little a bode but a fucking bill from my electrical provider from a day the shit went down for two days straight.

The snow isn’t my problem. It’s the coporations and the fucking government of Texas. That and my feet feel like logs and I’ve been in a shit test for two days straight not of my own making.

Holy shit.

The comedy of it all. I can’t even go to the library because nobody is willing to come show up. No matter how bad it is now I know it’ll get better in a few days more. I just have to get through this shit.

Hopely, when the shit storm is done by Monday they’ll get the damn power back up again. I never wanted to go back to work so strongly in my life.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

There is no such thing as an original idea…but a piece of old great ideas reflecting different directions (craft of writing)

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I know long title but go with me on my rambling journey. In my post about Farscape today it came to me. How did the writers do it?

How did they take something as simple as a old idea of fish out of water story and surprise the viewers time and time again.

It’s because it wasn’t just one idea. It was pieces of ideas woven together with care and patience. Piece by piece with living and breathing charecters with strong actors breathing life into complicated flawed charecters. Let the dialog and story proceed in it’s natural conclusion. Let the themes remain.

It’s something to learn from that. A true lesson in the craft.

George Lucas first vision of star wars wasn’t star wars. It was Flash Gordon. It was ancient stories of the hero’s journey. It was the drama of life and politics of culture and and family and it was honest at first and geniune.

We are a species of storytellers. It’s in the very blood that flows in our mortal bodies. It is a language in encoded in our genetics.

I’m not speaking on poetic bent. I’m serious. You know it. I know it. In our heart of hearts we know when a story harkens back to the original thread and when it is utter bullshit marketing.

It’s not magic. It’s a language we know without knowing.

I leave you with this. There was this one scene from one season finally episode in Farscape that felt so genuine and amazing it left me laughing my ass off off as intended and waiting for the next episode of the show.

John Crichton is about to be frozen in a statue like state for centuries. His quest to get home is gone. His love affair with his girl is lost. His friend Dargo can only offer him one bit of good news.

Dargo is having amazing sex with his girlfriend.

You see John laugh in wild amusement and Dargo smiles as he brings laughter to his friend who is about to lose everything he values.

That’s life sometimes. There was truth in that moment. No long boring up lifting speech of encouragement. Just a moment when you have to accept the laughter or dark humor of the moment.

Holy shit. The writers just left you wanting to know what the fuck happens next?

Get the series and find out for yourself. I ain’t telling you shit.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Abortion is a wild connondrum to ponder

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All joking aside about my highlander heritage. I grew up in a era when abortion was the thing. It wasn’t looked down on or put to shame.

The abortion of the modern times is a little confusing to me at times. I think and ponder it all. I’m like this shit don’t make sense to me. I’m just an old fucker after all.

Alright let me give you an example of my kind of abortion.

You have a bitch that’s a bite wild and to playful and maybe a little dangerous. She gets out of the yard and attacks a young girl on the street wounding her leg and biting her body.

The dog is taken out back to the barn by the father of the young girl and with a shut gun or a glock the father violently puts that bitch to sleep.

I know. I know your going to cry to me about animal cruelty but that’s just how we did things in my day. We didn’t cut off the young girl’s leg. We put that bitch to sleep.

Another example. A dude by the name of Ed, I knew back in the day owned a farm near me. He was a friendly man and had a lovely daughter that when she smiled you saw sunshine and you could hear the birds sing. We called her sun shine girl.

One afternoon when the father was away for a short time. A mother fucking savage came on to Ed’s farm and attacked and raped sun shine girl.

Ed came back as the mother-fucker was in the act of raping his daughter. Ed being a responsible man of law and order and an excellent shooter took out his 45. and put that bitch to sleep.

His daughter called the police while kind hearted Ed tried to save this bitch for trial for attempted murder.

Attempted murder?

Yeah. Back in my day. When we had the evidence and the shit was clear as a sunny day. We put bitches to sleep and went to church for Sunday morning service.

What about multipul cases of gang rape?

Holy shit. That would have been a long day of guns going off my friend.

Yep. I just don’t understand the times today. Abortion was more simpler in my day. Instead of putting bitches in jail we put bitches to sleep.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Big Dick theories vol. 1 natural and gusto

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It is a proven fact that puerto rican Cassinovas, Black Rambos and Lone Star shit kicking Cowboys have the biggest natural dicks in the world.

Facts.

However, is there another means for ordinary mortal men to obtain big dick protential?

Yes. I believe there is. Gusto.

Gusto is not magic or a myth as some small dick assholes would have you believe. Big dick gusto is a natural evolution of getting shit done and taking the world on by the balls.

I’m being very serious. Please stop laughing.

Gusto is all natural no need for expensive surgery and hocker’s spells.

It comes from a formula of 20% confidence, 30% dominance and 50% shit kicking attitude.

The research study is still on going so I will get back to you with further studies.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Holy shit crept keeper Joe is on a roll

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Holy shit!

Holy mother-fucking shit!

The fucking ride doesn’t end. I don’t know about you my friend but we are living in exciting times. No other country on this god forsaken planet can dream and hope and pray for a fucking crept keeper corpse to be the next president and be surprised when

Shit starts hitting the fan when we get what we asked for. Hey, I didn’t vote for the corpse and chief but fuck it. I’m in this shit with my fellow dumbass.

Mother fuckers are surprised they didn’t get the high prized hocker and cocain they were promised now that Big-T is out playing golf and sitting on a bed of money wondering what mother fucker will he sue first for liable.

Holy shit! That sound your hearing is me shitting myself with laughter. Please sweet Jesus let the fucker live for two more years. I need some joy in my life.

I’m sitting in a financial depression and surrounded by a confederacy of dunces that can’t see it.

[Ten points to my book nerd family if you guessed the reference correctly.]

Holy shit!

No.

Hot damn! What a time to be alive.

We live in a time of historical events. A time of testing and a time we few, we proud and inheritors of the rebel blood of independent soldiers get the shit test.

In other words, get some balls and strap in and ride this mother fucker until the wheels come off.

[A hundred points to my comedy family if you get the last line.]

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

An Ode to the Mac a true King (comedy)

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Alright. I don’t hate anybody BUT one mother-fucking dude rides the mother-fucking line for me.

Jack mother-fucking Dorsey. We’ll get to my mother-fucking opinion about the shithole that is twitter later.

Jack mother-fucking Dorsey. This Mother-fucker is a straight up gangster bitch my dude.

Whatever your feelings about big-T I don’t give a damn you’ve probably already expressed yourself so let me express my mother-fucking self.

Fucking mother-fucking pussy grabbing legend. Your fucking grandchildren will be at your fucking knees asking you if he really grabbed a shorty’s pussy and the mother-fucking shit will still be funny.

Anyway, back to Jack mother-fucking  Dorsey. This Mother-fucker can shut down a President’s voice to the mother fucking people and keep the normies from ever finding out that your mother-fucking government is fucking your mother-fucking unborn child’s future nice and tender.

Add on to that mother-fucking shit. This mother-fucker got mother-fucking kiddo porn shit on the back end along with legitimate adult porn star profiles and ugly nudist on his mother-fucking shit pool site.

This is the mother-fucking shit pool Jack mother-fucking Dorsey swims in and your mother-fucking teenagers will probably never see.

Newsflash: YouTube and Twitter are two old fucks one breath away from one last shit. What teenager will be on these two shits in the next ten years. I could be mother-fucking wrong. Yet the shit smell from Twitter’s adult doper is smelling.

Still Jack mother-fucking Dorsey will get away with his mother-fucking shit. The one mother-fucking joy I get is Jack mother-fucking Dorsey will see his shit business model die one day when Cocain Pimp Democrats and the stable of GOP hoes will get tired of the shit one day and say fuck it and nuke his fucking business in a day.

Now…if your wondering who the mother-fucking Mac Daddy King of comedy is your to short for this ride. I ain’t explaining shit to you. All you old heads give me a mother-fucking like and get your glasses up for the OG king of Comedy. The wordsmith and harold of comic gold to this day undefeated.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

What type of writer are you?

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Hello, Lover’s of the written word and scholars of the various schools of thought and subjects. Happy New Year and salutations for the reader of this post and blessing on your next creative adventure.
I’m nearly close to finishing the last book in the Life Of Prince series and I’m glad of it. Why? I have backlog of projects I have to finish and get started for my long term goals as a writer. I still have to do another update on my second book before I bring it to paperback but it’ll get done this year of that I am sure. The process was challenging last but the discoveries about myself and my writing evolution was enlightening to say the least. I discovered I had a strange habit of creating comedy and poetic sentences in situations to brake the tension. I didn’t set out to make jokes or intentionally create comedy in a situation that would some times not garner a comedic view in stories. It happened and read better on the second reading and I laughed out loud. It wasn’t forced or ego driven. It was pleasant surprise. Back history: I started writing habitually at a very young age. My ambitions at the time were simple to be a poet and a traveler. I liked short form pose and sentences that packed meaning and power of encouragement. Then, I went to college as was told a poet could not make much in the way of money so I tried my hand at short stories then novels. (I dread novel writing but love reading good novels) Now, I find myself writing comedy, and poetic pose mixed in a bowl of contemporary fables. In my heart I’m still a poet that dreams in stories and records them with comedic twist to offset the humdrum of the normal woes and difficulties of life. L. M. Parker.