WELCOME

WELCOME TO THE ROCK AND ROLL CLUB OF YOUR BRAIN, WHERE FOR 5 DOLLARS AND 95 CENTS YOU CAN GET A STEAK DINNER A BAKED POTATO A SIDE SALAD AND AN ICE COLD BEER.



COMPASSIONATE CLAUSE

COMPASSIONATE CLAUSE
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Thursday, December 6, 2012

ON GOING

CAULAIS CHAUD, MEDE TOUT LE MONDE!
THESE ARE THE WORDS SCRIBED ON TO THE POLE, AT 41ST AND OAK.  THE ONLY EVIDENCE OF A YOUNG BOY WAS HIS BALLS, NAILED TO THE POLE BENEATH THE WORDS.  HE HAS BEEN MISSING FOR 27 YEARS NOW, BUT EACH BIRRTHDAY HIS MOM RENEWS THE WORDS AND WASHES HIS BALLS.  TALENTED BOTH MUSICIAL AND VOCALLY, DID WELL IN SCHOOL, WAS LIKED BY ALL IS CLASSMATES, AND WAS LOVED.  MANY PEOPLE KNOW HIM AND ONE CAN OFTEN HEAR A PASSERBY MUTTER A HELLO OR HOW YOU DOING.  I WAS GLAD HIS MOM HAD ASKED ME TO COME, IT HAS BEEN ONE OF MY BETTER DAYS. HE WAS A NIGHT SEEKER, WALKING ALONG THE RIVER AT NIGHT SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING BENEATH THE DOCK. ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT UNTIL THE SUN CAME UP. I REMEMBER THE OLD WARF BY THOMPSON THE FISHERMANS HOUSE. PEOPLE ALWAYS THOUGHT IT WAS THOMPSON WHO HAD TO DO WITH HIM DISSAPEARING WITH HIM CUTTIN OFF HIS BALLS AND NAILIN THEM TO THE POST FOR HIS MOTHER TO COME AND WASH EVERY YEAR.

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