Tag Archives: James Force

Live at Sally O’s, live album

Give a listen.  For a limited time, we will be streaming the full live set of Subpar Co-star’s show at Sally O’Brien’s in Union Sq. Somerville, MA from October 11th.  This was the last show Subpar played before going on … Continue reading

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The Big Tip; a cheesy seduction (100th post)

My Customer leaned on the frame of the open doorway in front of me wearing nothing but a smile and a pink thong.  She was attractively built with boobs standing at attention as best they could for a woman her … Continue reading

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Starbucks, Americano

Sitting behind the tall windows, staring at moving pictures of people walking back and forth down Harvard Sq waiting for my Americano to cool down. A chinaman argues with an Iraqi over parking validation a block away. A homeless, negro … Continue reading

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Death of Antiquity

Grandpa died like an antique taking 25 years to leave. I remember him only broken. so, I don’t know why I bother collecting the pieces. if I had them all I wouldn’t know how they fit. instead, I assemble a … Continue reading

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A Blessed Man

A Blessed Man walked up to me a ragged backpack slung over his left shoulder a handrolled cigarette between his remaining eleven teeth     -smoldering letting out pathetic wisps of smoke. “Let me cut the bullshit,” he said. “There … Continue reading

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Late Night Pizza Line after the Bar

“Leave it alone, or I’ll fuck you like a bitch.” “I don’t know why she says his dick’s small.” “Youda man!” “You’re a cunt.” giggle “Shit!” “Get away from me! I’m gonna puke.” “Best sales on drunk shopping every week.” … Continue reading

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In the end

I’m leaving the way I came in some may joke there is not a vagina that big, but I believe Mother Nature will arrange it.

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