To: Blood Taco
33 posted on
05/25/2006 7:34:30 PM PDT by
Fury
"Pa, he's hittin' me again!"
"You bwaz don't quit yer rough housin', ahm gunna whip ya till ya look like a Senate immigration bill--ya hear?"
The room went silent: two marble statues at the supper table. For the first time ever, the boys finished an entire meal without exchanging a word. Pa, in much higher spirits, asked, "Say, yer Ma was telling me about this book she picked up. Couple a Tennessee Williams plays. Jem, reckon you could read 'em later on? Sounds like a might fine story."
37 posted on
05/25/2006 7:45:30 PM PDT by
Das Outsider
(Can you think of the last regime to order the removal of crosses from the public square?)
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