Tags & Graffiti May 20, 2017 (Part 1)

To all those that follow, my post of Tags & Graffiti, once again, i had run into a problem…  i couldn’t make post because of the improper cables connect my phone

to the computer…

 

Reasons being, i´ve lost yet another mountain bike an trailer…  Really funny how i just can’t keep track of my things..  i know of another whom, is also living on the street, this gentle-man has had the same bike an trailer, for the past three years or more, yet i´ve gone through i don’t even know how many now, that i have lost count…

 

Well enough of my bull-shit an on with the post;

 

i present to you;

 

Tags & Graffiti May 20, 2017!

 

 

toad (chris jensen) thisoldtoad

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Ps;

those would be painters

let’s paint the city!

Tortured Young Women (Rape)

Could you call this rape?

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Rape

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By in part a piece of the community;

Anthony and friend John (Found @ gogreen bottle depot)

This is the business community… Now i would say that i’m not a saint, nor not even close.. But i can honestly say that i have not tortured a young woman, like Anthony (GoGreen Bottle Depot) an his old friend John within their sexual pleasures, for a video porn company! (Funny, i wonder how […]

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Tortured Young Women

By in part a piece of the community;

Anthony and friend John (Found @ gogreen bottle depot)

This is the business community… Now i would say that i’m not a saint, nor not even close.. But i can honestly say that i have not tortured a young woman, like Anthony (GoGreen Bottle Depot) an his old friend John within their sexual pleasures, for a video porn company! (Funny, i wonder how […]

via Tortured Young Women (Anthony & John GoGreen Bottle Depot) #1 — thisoldtoad

Tortured Young Women (Anthony & John GoGreen Bottle Depot) #1

This is the business community…

 

Now i would say that i’m not a saint, nor not even close..  But i can honestly say that i have not tortured a young woman, like Anthony (GoGreen Bottle Depot) an his old friend John within their sexual pleasures, for a video porn company!  (Funny, i wonder how many video´s were made or was Anthony married at this time?)

 

They say size doesn’t make a difference, tell that to this young women, begging in unbelievable pain, while Anthony an John take her at the same time…

 

Another question, do these two soul, continue their little habits in today’s world?

 

Not original image an toned down

to reach a greater

audience…

toad (chris jensen) thisoldtoad

 

To be reblogged over an over….

A moment thought, from an old-man!

As i wander, the streets of the midnight city, watching those without remorse or pity!  Waltzingly dancing, creatively driven….

 

Unable to be, silently hidden…

 

An old-man, always someone prey…  It’s just material,

acquisition, nothing really, just toys of today…

 

Society within those of humanity, wish to destroy, the knowledge of an old-mans creative mind…

 

They do this, i would believe in fear!

 

i say what is to fear, from one single old-man trapped on the streets of the midnight city…

toad (chris jensen) thisoldtoad

Rent The Chicken!

Memories of Grandma House….

 

i´m sorry got just a little long winded….

 

i long to hold onto those memories of Grandma´s house, an her loving soul…

 

Those days she would drag me off, to the big church in the downtown core of greater Vancouver, BC Canada…  Anytime she was watching her grandchildren, i wonder ifinn my two sister´s remember, these little trips we as children hated…  Nonetheless there were those days, while grandma, would take us on her egg run…  What i mean about the egg run, grandma sold egg´s in the neighbourhood, the best part was on the way back to grandma’s house we would dig in the garbage…  Possibly this could be one of the reasons that i so enjoy digging in the dumpsters now…

 

i loved my grandma, however hated when she would bath me in the kitchen sink..  Love the kitchen with the old pot-belly-stove, with the crackle-pop, an the smell of the wood burning…

 

i kind of got side-tracked, the post was about rental chickens, so that people could experience fresh laid eggs each morning..

 

Grandma had a big chicken coop in the back yard, us children would love going to get the eggs right out from under the chickens, we also got to feed them the table scraps after each meal…

 

The chicken coop, with the roaster speaking out each morning was always a big highlight of our visit to grandma’s house…  O-Yeah the attic, was always an adventure too…

 

Fresh eggs & the mysteries of Grandma´s house…

Main  article @ http://www.rentthechicken.com/

toad (chris jensen) thisoldtoad

 

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However i first found the article

in the Vancouver Metro News…

Destruction of Easter Bunny (Vancouver BC Canada)

Did you ever what to know what happen to the easter bunny in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada…

 

No…  Just another silly post, i making my rounds around the alleys where i collect bottles an dig into dumpsters, an what do i see?  Right in the middle of the alley a light green toy bunny…

 

Well i thought it was funny at the time…
So why not finish off the post…  i took the time to take the photographs…

toad (chris jensen) thisoldtoad

Am i a writer?

i´ve been writing poetry an posting on a blog for some year now!  i was not big on school or for that matter did very well in any subject, little lone, (English)…  Nonetheless have been posting on several different blogs, which i´ve started..  That have come an gone…

 

i have been interviewed by a few, whom have posted or published the works, mostly for my lifestyle of living on the streetś…

 

Where i move from coffee shop, buying a steamed milk or coffee for the price of gaining wifi…

 

Now doing this all while digging into dumpsters for bottles or anything else that i may change into cash…

 

i also feed myself throughout all this time spending as less as possible, mostly on what people throw away…  (You would be amazed what people, in this city deem as garbage or no longer edible in the the city of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada…)

 

i eat very well, mostly because the now generation, throws away, so much good an useable food…

 

i start writing by starting a blog, which a friend had suggested, mostly posting useless photographs an whatever caught my interest..

 

By the lov of another blogger whom goes by name (https://hastywords.wordpress.com/), she directed me or guided me into writing poetry…  For that i am now, eternally grateful…

 

Thank you hasty!

 

So back to the question;

 

Am i a writer?

 

For the first time, that i can recall?

 

i would say: Yes i am a writer!

 

A thought from;

 

a toad (chris jensen) thisoldtoad

 

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