It is done. I've killed The Local Malcontent.
It was time.
September 25, 2009
September 5, 2009
two nights ago I dreamed that my father was even more of a madman, than in reallife.
Finally, he frightened me. I woke up in a sweat,
panting and heaving.
He was the monster with a shotgun pointing in my face
again, as he/you did once
~
ever growing in menace more, than in life he was.
Finally, he frightened me. I woke up in a sweat,
panting and heaving.
He was the monster with a shotgun pointing in my face
again, as he/you did once
~
ever growing in menace more, than in life he was.
Choctaw by birth, Oklahoman by grace, & Conservative by choice. I'm not really a "Malcontent" at all- I love to see the cherished values of honesty, truthfulness, and loyalty to America in all my friends, expecting only the same treatment in return.
But this is Krazy Town afterall
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