Photo Captioning Fun Vol 6 (Thread Closed 11/06/2011)

[TwistandShout]

deep thoughts with ennis del mar

ennis (thinkin): kinda weird how my trailer's parked in lot seventeen.
that's how old i was when i met jack twist, and that's how old he was the
year before he met me. it's how many letters there are in brokeback mountain,
and i think it was how many times he kissed me on the lips, second night in the tent...
because after that he flipped me around, and i'll be damned if he didn't kiss me somewhere
else... and i sure as hell wouldn't let him kiss on my mouth again until after he brushed his teeth!

HAHA! 

BTW, if this is any indication, Ennis should be writin' slash . . .

[doodler]

i found this in my past PM list and have no idea if it got posted. yet.

I've never seen it before and it's hilarious!

[doodler]

ennis del lac



jack: hey, ennis... you ever read them books with sir lancelot?

ennis: no, but i've read some with that russian herder, sir gay

[Buffymon]

jack: hey, ennis...are you on Facebook

[Buffymon]

jack: No hands!

[Buffymon]

annie: One night I got high on opium and when I woke up the days later I had written the entire short story!

[AZ.bbm]

jack (still complaining): what's more, i'm commutin 8 fuckin hours a day!!

ennis (flabbergasted): EIGHT HOURS?

jack: yeah... for some reason i keep getting lost where the trail splits.
hell, i never even saw the sheep today, i just went in a big circle, i think.

  !!!

[AZ.bbm]

annie: One night I got high on opium and when I woke up the days later I had written the entire short story!

   -- I KNEW it...!!!

'Euphoric bitter air,' -- MY ARSE! 

[Sason]

i found this in my past PM list and have no idea if it got posted. yet.

DID ENNIS QUIT JACK? in december ennis married alma beers and had her pregnant by mid-january. he got a job in at the old elwood hi-top place north of lost cabin, but the commute was a hundred miles round trip so he generally stayed at the ranch monday through friday, bunking with the other men: darryl, rodger and carl, dan and dave the garrison twins, plus louis and fred, the two oldest hands, and kip the young redhead kid. he helped the ranch cook, martin, feed the entire group of men. ennis grew to like their company, he enjoyed doing the hard work on the big ranch, and was keen, especially at his young age, when it was lights out in the bunkhouse every night at 10 pm. it was so dark it was like squinting through ink, so ennis kept his eyes closed and let instinct kick in. through sound, touch, taste, and scent, ennis was able to experience life to its fullest, and in a way it wasn't too much different from the summer before with jack twist. ennis soon realized he wasn't the only one that kept secrets about certain occurrences, certain incidents that were better left unsaid. it was as if the rising sun every morning would shut and lock the door on such things, and for the most part ennis had no problem fitting in with the rest. he saved money on gasoline, at any rate, as he only drove back home to riverton on the weekends. come friday night, barring a ranch emergency, ennis would usually head out around seven pm, after shaving, showering, and slicking his hair back with brylcreem. he'd stop for cigarettes and say hello to brett thorsen at the park'n'shop on badwater road in lysite. ennis would usually let the cherry-lipped blond swede flirt with him a bit, then share a cigarette in the store's stock room, where brett would show ennis the latest shipment of porn magazines. ennis usually left the store with a hustler, club, or gent magazine tucked under his arm, a nickel-sized wet spot down the front of his jeans, and a grin of satisfaction perched on his lips. he would then continue on till he got hit moneta, where he'd fill the truck's tank at the one and lonely gas station owned by kenny beckett. kenny was married, but his wife was an indian gal from the reservation that couldn't drink, and she was always involved in making beeswax candles (she sold them at the station) and caring for their 5 kids. if kenny was up for it -- and he usually was since ennis was his new best friend -- he would close the station early and the two of them would drive further west to shoshoni where they'd hit the bars that sat on 2nd street. they'd get to drinking after grabbing a bite to eat, and if they didn't drink too much ennis would hit the road again. usually around midnight, driving slow with one eye closed to avoid too much weaving on highway 26. it was a straight shot to riverton for the most part, aside from one big curve near boysen state park that could get a little tricky if enough tequila was still in his veins. if they did have too much to drink, and kenny usually encouraged it, ennis would have to call alma to leave word with her that one of the horses at the hi-top was sick. "see you in the late morning if i can make it by then." he might say, sounding serious behind an alcohol grin. alma would say she loved him, and ennis would nod and grunt a little bit. after hanging up up the phone, he'd turn to look down at the bed, letting his stare linger on kenny's naked body, which was not yet wet from sweat, though parts were always already puffed up in anticipation of some intense man-to-man sex. kenny might say something about how ennis needed to get naked, and ennis would then slowly strip. one time he did this while smoking a cigarette and burned a hole in the sleeve of his best rockmount check. after all was said and done, sometimes while still embedded within kenny's tight grip, ennis would stumble off to sleep. if he was lucky he would dream, and if he did it was almost always about being together again with jack twist.

Wow Jimmy!!

This is amazing!   

How on earth did he manage to get Alma pregnant, there could have been nothing left by the time he came home!!   


(and I hate to tell you this, but Brett Thomsen is NOT a Swedish name!)   

[Sason]

 

love it

Thanks Marz!

[Sason]

time to switch, i think



ennis: how do you want your burnt eggs, jack?

 

[Sason]

annie: One night I got high on opium and when I woke up the days later I had written the entire short story!

Oh, so THAT's how it all happened!!

Glad you're telling us now!   

[Sason]

"Anything interesting down there in ground?"

[TwistandShout]

HUH ?



You want WHICH  eggs, Jack?

[janjo]

i found this in my past PM list and have no idea if it got posted. yet.

DID ENNIS QUIT JACK? in december ennis married alma beers and had her pregnant by mid-january. he got a job in at the old elwood hi-top place north of lost cabin, but the commute was a hundred miles round trip so he generally stayed at the ranch monday through friday, bunking with the other men: darryl, rodger and carl, dan and dave the garrison twins, plus louis and fred, the two oldest hands, and kip the young redhead kid. he helped the ranch cook, martin, feed the entire group of men. ennis grew to like their company, he enjoyed doing the hard work on the big ranch, and was keen, especially at his young age, when it was lights out in the bunkhouse every night at 10 pm. it was so dark it was like squinting through ink, so ennis kept his eyes closed and let instinct kick in. through sound, touch, taste, and scent, ennis was able to experience life to its fullest, and in a way it wasn't too much different from the summer before with jack twist. ennis soon realized he wasn't the only one that kept secrets about certain occurrences, certain incidents that were better left unsaid. it was as if the rising sun every morning would shut and lock the door on such things, and for the most part ennis had no problem fitting in with the rest. he saved money on gasoline, at any rate, as he only drove back home to riverton on the weekends. come friday night, barring a ranch emergency, ennis would usually head out around seven pm, after shaving, showering, and slicking his hair back with brylcreem. he'd stop for cigarettes and say hello to brett thorsen at the park'n'shop on badwater road in lysite. ennis would usually let the cherry-lipped blond swede flirt with him a bit, then share a cigarette in the store's stock room, where brett would show ennis the latest shipment of porn magazines. ennis usually left the store with a hustler, club, or gent magazine tucked under his arm, a nickel-sized wet spot down the front of his jeans, and a grin of satisfaction perched on his lips. he would then continue on till he got hit moneta, where he'd fill the truck's tank at the one and lonely gas station owned by kenny beckett. kenny was married, but his wife was an indian gal from the reservation that couldn't drink, and she was always involved in making beeswax candles (she sold them at the station) and caring for their 5 kids. if kenny was up for it -- and he usually was since ennis was his new best friend -- he would close the station early and the two of them would drive further west to shoshoni where they'd hit the bars that sat on 2nd street. they'd get to drinking after grabbing a bite to eat, and if they didn't drink too much ennis would hit the road again. usually around midnight, driving slow with one eye closed to avoid too much weaving on highway 26. it was a straight shot to riverton for the most part, aside from one big curve near boysen state park that could get a little tricky if enough tequila was still in his veins. if they did have too much to drink, and kenny usually encouraged it, ennis would have to call alma to leave word with her that one of the horses at the hi-top was sick. "see you in the late morning if i can make it by then." he might say, sounding serious behind an alcohol grin. alma would say she loved him, and ennis would nod and grunt a little bit. after hanging up up the phone, he'd turn to look down at the bed, letting his stare linger on kenny's naked body, which was not yet wet from sweat, though parts were always already puffed up in anticipation of some intense man-to-man sex. kenny might say something about how ennis needed to get naked, and ennis would then slowly strip. one time he did this while smoking a cigarette and burned a hole in the sleeve of his best rockmount check. after all was said and done, sometimes while still embedded within kenny's tight grip, ennis would stumble off to sleep. if he was lucky he would dream, and if he did it was almost always about being together again with jack twist.

I just love this, Jimmy.