Runaway Friends 2

Daruth wanted to be good: he really, really did. But being good just didn't come naturally to him.

His Dad said, "Don't tell me you're sorry. Show me!"

Daruth was always at a loss as to what to do right at that moment. How do you show someone you are sorry for something you did, when it is demanded of you on the spot?

The best he could come up with was a perplexed look.

Then inevitably he would hear, "Don't just stand there with that dumb look on your face, say something!"

Which was a contradiction of the first instructions, Daruth was only too well aware, which would lead to more perplexity, frustration, and finally the realization that in some things it is impossible to win.

He knew that every situation like this ended with "the belt", yet he never considered not trying to escape it.

Later in life he would realize that this was his training for the real world.

Runaway Friends

The house looked like a matchstick house Daruth had seen one time, like a big matchstick house a dog had peed on.

Daruth looked at the house for a minute and then decided.

"Cool," he said to no one in particular.

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Girlfriend

Never had he thought it possible to find someone so perfect. She was everything he had ever imagined his ideal woman would be. Cute? Shit, this girl was fifty kinds of fine. Sexy, intelligent, sophisticated, fun, energetic, horny... you name it. What more could a guy ask for?

Well yeah... for her to not be just an imaginary girlfriend obviously... but besides that? I mean come on! Perfect!

it's pretty pathetic that the only drawing i have done is a doodle in front of my keyboard...