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philrancid) wrote2003-08-22 04:05 pm
philrancid) wrote2003-08-22 04:05 pm
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Something I thought of this morning....
This morning, As I've mentioned before, my new coffees and coffeemaker showed up, via UPS, while we were trying to finish fixing the toilet. I went to answer the knock, signed for the package, and returned to our room, where the Tiger wanted to know who it was knocking.
"Who was it?"
"Door-to-door Satanist."
She liked it, and I thought then of a young man, smartly dressed, with enough metal in his face that he could go as a circuit board for Halloweens; tracts in his hand, all of them in my favorite black and red, his voice a whiskey-sweetened Southern twang, like the singer for Lynyrd Skynyrd:
"Hi, have you kicked Jesus outta yore life?"
Just thought I should put that somewhere in the back of your subconscious....
"Who was it?"
"Door-to-door Satanist."
She liked it, and I thought then of a young man, smartly dressed, with enough metal in his face that he could go as a circuit board for Halloweens; tracts in his hand, all of them in my favorite black and red, his voice a whiskey-sweetened Southern twang, like the singer for Lynyrd Skynyrd:
"Hi, have you kicked Jesus outta yore life?"
Just thought I should put that somewhere in the back of your subconscious....