I spare no more love for bugs than for those godless neighbors of mine, the Midgleys. Neither of ‘em ain’t worth killin’; better avoided. But when that space rock plowed a furrow crosswise through my bean field? No avoidin’ that. S’pose it’s some kinda meteor, but it coulda been a cow pie seein’ it was… Continue reading Pests
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Meaningless Numbers
Hell is where your home used to be. Hell isn't death, but it is your anti-life. It's your neighbor's body in the street near the mailboxes where he used to let his dog defecate without cleaning it up. You used to loathe him for it. You'd smile and wave spitefully when you saw him in… Continue reading Meaningless Numbers
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