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| Amy and Pochontas |
They found them Sunday morning.
Housefull of crackheads, torched.
Before they threw the tarpaulin over the mess, the grotesquely-posed skeletons met some sunlight
and some public eyes.
Cameras were there: "what is we goan do? Lawd, Jesus!"
"Tell you what, little Cheever: we'll have a community barbecue at the hubcap stand. We'll try and get our arms around this thing, together, just bring everybody in for a little bit of group love. and togetherness."
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| march in the flames! |
Was it Toystory or Dostoevsky who commented that society is judged best by how it treats the least among them? That's sounds like its straight from the Beatitudes, to me.
the "other" one pussent. The crackheads down the street. Will you take them for an "E.R. trip" over the weekend? Will the down of the coming be elseways wrought upon the fearful yet unsuspecting? Shall we die stupid, either way?
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| Mayor Pete's "graceful" exit from the primary. |
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