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Date Posted	May 10, 2009
News Title	Jail Without Bars
Posted By	Michael Ludwick
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Well it's been a week since I had my little accident and crushed my ankle. I was so stir crazy I tried to get on a sneaker. I did manage with the help of a soup spoon to get it on. Then I never wanted anything off me so fast since I slept with a girl we nick named "Medusa" in my high school days. The feeling was a cross between a meat grinder and a dump truck running it over. So that was the end of that. My wife keep says wear sandals wear sandals. But we are at my wife's house in the mountains and personally I don't like that sandals and jeans look. Plus it's cold and I don't want to turn into that idiot with sandals and a pair of black socks. You remember him. The guy you swore you would never be. My solution was lets go to the beach fill up the boat and do some fishing. Just a week should fix me right up but nobody wanted to go. It's the rainy season but it only rains a half hour a day but no takers not even my meathead gardner. So stuck like a buttplug that's just a little too big I am. I've kinda reverted into a teenager if I'm there alone I'll have a party every night and the place will be packed with topless girls. Someone will call my wife then I'll be in the shithouse for a year. So hear I am writing 4,000 words a day on various websites,chatro and my new blog. It's so fucking boring not even the support lines are ringing. So tomorrow I'm taking a pain killer, a triple vodka and a shot of my favorite anti-inflamatory. Wait 10 minutes and put on that Mideval torture device called a Nike Air. If this works it's grab the laptop and phone router and zoom off to Flamingo as fast as I can. But between me,you and the Nike torture device it doesn't look promising. At least we have a new machine coming online this week then next week it's off to the sand if I have to drive barefoot.