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A whole goddamned nation of assholes driving hqm, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves.

If it went on a fly and was caught you were out. So I made larger, better fires. He leaped into the car and began working the levers on the steering wheel.

But my father’s dream was not to be. Something with flare, fire. We walked down the sidewalk toward his place on Pickford Street.

Ham on Rye

And if a frog had wings he wouldn’t wear his ass out a-hoppin’! But I’ll be back! Then I said, “Yes. I think that’s why they disliked me.

He had a large bottle of green ink on his desk and a pen holder with four pens. I was hitting something, sometimes. Madness Under the Royal Palms. They gave us a bukowsski. If only there had been whiskey left for this occasion. The reader eventually follows Chinaski to college and reads of Henry’s attempt to find a worthwhile occupation.


Five to two, I thought, there’s no chance. Item s unavailable for purchase. I ryd to say it.

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The head came down; I saw the nostrils; the lips pulled back, I saw the bukwoski and the teeth, and then the sugar cube was gone. You’ll read about everything from old people fucking to guys jacking off dogs to teenage boys looking up through bleachers to scope out a bared vagina. My life did not resemble Henry Charle. I climbed out a window and tried to get in the front door.

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We’ll talk about it,” said the woman. To make matters worse, Chinaski develops horrible acne so rhe that he has to undergo painful, and mostly ineffective, treatments, essentially becoming a human guinea pig for various experiments thought up by his uninterested doctors.

I trotted to the sideline. He got more obsessed with girls and their legs, cuarles their hair, and their…. I didn’t want to watch him beaten again by our classmates or by his mother. I looked at him.

Knox was writing on a piece of paper. I took some more of his potato chips. That afternoon, after school, he found me and began walking along beside me. There- was nothing to do but to keep punching.

Ham On Rye

The title should be at least 4 characters long. Bukkwski punched Billy in the mouth and he grabbed his mouth with both hands. His grip began to tighten. It is thought provoking and laugh-out-loud funny. We had bacon and eggs. There were always some of them behind me. There are funny, belly-laughing scenes and scenes that will make you shudder, scenes that are tender and scenes filled with pain, but through it all, you will stick with Hank Chinaski aka Charles Bukowski, the ultimate tough-guy with the heart of a poet.


The doctor smiled at me. Then it landed on the black cap of the ink bottle and sat there rubbing its wings. Then we got into the car but it was one of those times when it wouldn’t start.

Ham on Rye by Charles Bukowski

One lost fight was enough to teach me the purposelessness of all that. Just as I did the first time, I assumed this novel would be profane, profane for the sake of being profane. After what seemed a long time, the door opened a crack. My father was beginning to sweat.

It gave people extra things to think about. And the natives think that white men are gods!

You think to yourself: And yet here I am, again surprised. It pokes fun at every aspect of masculinity and the absurdity of manhood. Then I heard a cracking sound, it was almost like a rifle shot and one of them was down on the ground holding his forehead.