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The End

I have always had a thutt – a lack of distinction between the thigh and butt. In other words, a flat butt. Since I’ve been working out, I think that maybe, just perhaps, my thutt has finally developed into two distinct body parts. But now I’m not so sure. See for yourself.

Stephen was hugging me with his hands on my backside. Our conversation went like this:

Stephen: Wow – you have a nice round birthday cake.

Pam: No I don’t, I have a thutt.

Stephen: Seriously, it’s really round.

Pam: You’re feeling my thighs.

Following a long pause, Stephen felt around to see if I was right. I felt like the thutt of my own joke.

After years of working out, I still think my thutt might have gotten a little rounder, butt in the end it doesn’t really matter.

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,




Dog Halloween Poem

As dusk arrives on Halloween,

the puppies run, the kiddies scream

with delight.

They’ve never seen

these costumes on the dogs.




yellow submarine,

quarterbark & cheerleader,

cowboy dressed in jeans.

Buns with a real dog inside,

a skunk that’s safe – no need to hide

A family photo filled with pride,


May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,





Unlike his cousin the Werewolf, the Swearwolf’s transformation isn’t dictated by the lunar cycle.


Castles and Unicorns will never be the same

The Back-up Plan

Years ago, Stephen was backing up the car and ran over my foot. It was a small car and only crushed my toes, so thankfully I was okay. He claimed it was an accident.

The other day, I went outside as Stephen left for work. As he was backing out of the garage, I stood to the side of the car near the house. He backed out slowly and when he finally saw me, he rolled his window down and said:

“I was looking for you. The back-up alarm wasn’t beeping and I didn’t feel a thump, so I was pretty sure I didn’t run over you.”

This is a simulation – do not try this at home

At the time, I thought he was relieved. But then I remembered the first incident. When I learned he’d become a body guard for the Kingsman – a dangerous and violent profession, I began to wonder if it truly was an accident. What do you think?

Stephen serves as a body guard for the Kingsman during his spare time

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,



Black Cats

The other cats are not impressed

Panda Express

The Panda on the right: “Hi, I’m the real one.”

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