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12-24-2008, 11:17 PM | #5352 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
12-25-2008, 07:42 AM | #5356 (permalink) |
Meanie McFeany
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Troy side'ah the dirt, NY
Posts: 455
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Indeed it is. I love my dad, ha... I actually went to Lark Street Tatts in Albany up here when he got his knuckles done. Mine and my brother's name. He is a bad ass. And Grizzy Adams did have a beard.
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