Prednisone and bursitis

Courtship had more red flags pop up than in the annual running of the bulls, yet our put-upon protagonist can't hear the sound of the Mack truck bearing down on him, at full ramming speed.
Goodness, do all such folks have to be possessed of IQs lower than their age? How does this guy manage to dress himself?
Given all that family and friends dished out on him, I'm surprised that: (a) he hadn't been institutionalized; and (b) his revenge was so weak...poison ivy/oak for most folks, a few days of prednisone will handle that.

Ironic that I'm hopped up on prednisone & some antibiotics that I think are called Godzilla. I've got pneumonia gagantuosa, & lo & behold your story speaks to me. I love the sweet, gentleness of this story, how so many people show their concern & caring. The worst thing after a rape is the loneliness & I'm glad that wasn't part of the mix. You are a joy to read & a gifted writer. I'm moving on to the next installment, happily, because I have the company of a beloved writers stories to help me heal.

I met an Armenian girl who was, is, a friend of one of my daughters; petite little girl, long curly black hair, eyes so black they hypnotize. She's just lovely; all perky and saucy. She'll be my next heroine. I showed her this story and she was furious! She wanted to know what was going to happen to poor Poncho and Lefty.
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold, so the story ends we're told. Poncho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too. He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old. (They played it on the radio...)
You guys are going to be sorry when Poncho's gone and you didn't give him one measly tip of the hat. That's thoughtless indifference to a national institution.
The story's still pretty good in a silly sort of way, but shouldn't the sun be up by now? There's going to be a lot of commuter traffic, and I bet a lot of people are double parked. Can't remember the name of the island in the Arctic where they think the last Mammoths lived. Save that damn pachyderm; I heard some nefarious Zambians were out to get his tusks.
These things should all be getting fives; for balls if nothing else. (Elephants have big balls)
Oh, oh I just felt a rush of blood to the head! The damn Prednisone is kicking in. By for now...

I must disagree with the previous writer: machines and computers can and do make mistakes; after all, they are all built and programmed by humans. But that is not what I intended to talk about.
I prefer to remain anonymous because I do not want to join literotica as an active member if I do not intend to write and upload material; however, I do sign all of my comments with my real first name so I hope that I am not relegated to just another anonymous non-entity (and I know that you actually care about my comments which is why I continue to write them). For those other anonymous non-entities that continue to criticize and harp on this writer's short-comings, I say a pox on all you chicken-shit cowards. Hide behind your wall of anonymity and be thankful that we cannot come looking for you; but, then, we really don't want to stoop all the way down to your level anyway. God, I love chewing out assholes--it reminds me of my days in the Navy!
Bob, please take care of yourself. If writing helps as some sort of therapy then continue to regale us with more chapters, I went through a bout of breast cancer with my wife (as previously stated). She had good days and bad days while she was going through her chemical and radiation treatments. She has now been cancer-free going on four years. Even though I am fit as a horse (other than a slight problem with bursitis in my right shoulder) I can relate to what you are going through and offer you my best wishes along with those from the others here that care about you. We all want you to get well and hope that you do whatever it takes to make it happen.
On a lighter note I just wanted to state that I am getting a kick out of some of your characters' names: Kate Jackson, Lucille Ball, and Rory Calhoun; Archie Bunker and Fred Mertz; plus Jack Daniels, just to name a few. Then there is also Colonel Canyon (reminiscent of the old Steve Canyon series in the dailies). Laughter is the best medicine and I get more than my share every time I read a new chapter. Thanks again, Bob, for everything.
Roger.

God damn give it a rest. Repeating the same fucking things over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again!!! STOP!!!!!

And more and more and more and more and more

Way to much fucking and to little of the story.
Not everyone wants to read about fucking and fucking and fucking and fucking and fucking and fucking and fucking and fucking and fucking and fucking.