About
The Johnny Ringo host/sage/complete broken down fool of this site is just happy to have a little outlet. A marketing dude tucked away in the Lone Star state in real life, he is pressed into a happy, perky, p.r. existence from hell that actually…he enjoys a great deal of the time.
This is just a way station for real mutterings from the perspective of the on your fucking knees, beat to bloody hell in the bar ditch by the side of the road way we get from time to time. And the way you can look up into the rain with blood trickling down your face and tell God that you love him/her/it and mean it….and in the next moment, also add…and fuck you, you sadistic bastard!…and mean that too.
Kisses.
To reach out, I’m at johnnyringo@creepyolderguy.com
