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On December 5, 2012. My neighbor has a weird cat. He adopted it when he found it on the fender by the firewall, in a loaner vehicle he brought home from work. So he named it after work, Bender Lawson Ford Mercury. This has given the cat a mild case of neurosis when I’m around. He’s like some b/w movie German spy in a trench coat with a monocle. “Vee meet again, Herr Gaboo. You have von zees round, but I vill be baack.”. Yeah, sure cat. Https:/ forums.craigslist.org/? 9654; No Responses. You are commentin...
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Archive for 2013 Yearly archive page. Poetrys a hole in one. On February 26, 2013. Poetry’s a hole in one. Prose, a pretty par. Fiction’s like the full eighteen. Bags, balls, clubs and cart. Https:/ forums.craigslist.org/? On February 24, 2013. Biter Bit Bitter, Bites It. On February 24, 2013. Animals require our patience. On February 24, 2013. Animals require our patience and understanding. Https:/ forums.craigslist.org/? Animals require our patience. Forum Down – Blah. If every life is precious.
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Forum Down – Blah | gaboo
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Forum Down – Blah. On October 3, 2011. Yeah, what a drag, we are so cool we are worthy of a hack. Oh well, onward. It’s all getting reinstalled. The data wasn’t compromised, just the code was altered. We have backups to a certain point. Vent, exhale, hey, what’s that out the window? 9654; No Responses. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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1690 | Radio Puppetry
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Just another WordPress.com site. My Mother’s bloodline flowed with the blood of Anglo-Saxon Kings, Earls and Duchesses. I doubt she suspected in her humble Appalachian childhood, dressed in flour sack dresses and smothered with coal town ennui, that she was a fair daughter of Charlemagne. Earls begat Earls and when Yorkshire’s morals got too loose the Earls begot themselves to Holland, prepping for the trip to the promised land. My Father stole a car when he was seventeen, and the judge in Bridgeport said.
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A Dirge | Radio Puppetry
https://radiopuppetry.wordpress.com/2012/06/12/a-dirge
Just another WordPress.com site. I woke up late and the world had passed away. And no one had called. So I closed my eyes and tried to dream. The dream that awakened me. Asian elephants were moving logs to aid in the construct of a temple. To honor a great and unknown god. But the dog was up and I couldn’t get back. So I promised myself coffee and I smoked the day’s first cigarettes. While the coffee maker dripped under the sky-less day. All along this day’s lain waiting, tightening. You are commenting u...
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Stories and articles about our journey by Margaret-Dawn Thacker. Laquo; Older Entries. Mine, All Mine. February 14, 2015. An Oldie, but still true. xxxooo. His mug, the mate to mine, is also white, but with a larger handle to fit the width of Bruce’s hand when he holds it. The mug sports a blue oval with the Ford Motor Company logo across its middle. Bruce’s first truck, his first love, was a Ford. The mug came from a box and contents he bought at a local auction sale. Mine, All Mine. February 14, 2015.
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For Grace | Radio Puppetry
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Just another WordPress.com site. The world is this; the sleeping child. Born from dust, but for a while. The sovereign of her angel’s cares. And protector of a ragged bear. And while she sleeps, and sleep she must, the world is turning still I trust. Turning ever towards tomorrow , whose anxious hours I wake to borrow. To watch her sleep with all her days laid out for her in all the ways. The fates allow and heaven saves for little girls before their grave. And somber fathers let them go. Next post →.
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taking a swing | gaboo
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Poetrys a hole in one. On February 26, 2013. Poetry’s a hole in one. Prose, a pretty par. Fiction’s like the full eighteen. Bags, balls, clubs and cart. Https:/ forums.craigslist.org/? 9654; No Responses. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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