Limping Down Memory Lane

This week’s “Confessions of a Valet Boy” starts off with gentle childhood memories of schoolyard torture. 

In Part 1, we prime the pump for “Monsters” with tales of my grammar school Bully.  Don’t worry.  This slippery slope eventually leads us to Hollywood, Washington DC and the oil swollen shorelines of the Gulf. 

If you are not a regular weekly Reader of “Confessions of a Valet Boy” because you park your own car… Man, have you got the wrong valet!

Bite the bullet and swallow your pride.  This week’s post is as sweet and innocent as Valet Boy gets.

You can find this week’s current post (Don’t Tread On Me, I just put on clean clothes)  as well as previous postings of “Confessions…” at the Blogsite:

Thanks and have a pain-free week!

Valet Boy


About Valet Boy

Valet Boy has risen from the graveyard of forgotten blogs as an occasional hump day publication! Yes, once again Valet Boy will drag his zombie like corpse out into the rarefied faux-literary air populated by lonely but hopeful pseudo-authors with nothing better to do with all their free time than sit on their fat fannies in front of computer screens going blind....or turning Japanese...or both Anyway, thanks for stopping by!
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