Block-and-Tackle Bill Earned His Nickname
a four inch green lizard- a human-style bed
- some cook throwing a tantrum
- aged pile of feces
- block-and-tackle Bill
Block-and-Tackle Bill earned his nickname on the high school football field. Now, decades of steroid abuse had left him unable to enjoy sexual congress in a human-style bed without the use of a very large block-and-tackle. The irony was, indeed, lost on Block-and-Tackle Bill.
Block-and-Tackle Bill slumped in his leather recliner watching some cook throwing a tantrum on TV. He felt like an aged pile of feces, but in less poetic terms. The only thing that made him smile these days, since his block-and-tackle contraption broke, was Esmerelda, a four inch green lizard who had taken up residence on Bill’s patio. Her skin secreted a potent painkiller and Bill would lick her whenever he could catch her.
The tragedy of professional sports, our erstwhile hero cast aside and forgotten with some kind of profound dysfunction and a lizard habit.
What can I say? You inspire me.