I must have rage
I dreamed last night that I (and Lorna and Manda and Velma) were being tortured by this man and woman and, by the end, I was really irritated and they were hurting my kid, so I beat them both to death with a cast iron skillet.
Then my daddy showed up, and there was some drama about me going to jail...
Lord.
Then my daddy showed up, and there was some drama about me going to jail...
Lord.
posted by Auntie Pooh @ 11:49 AM
1 Comments:
At 9:37 PM,
DarthVelma said…
I have a hard time imagining anyone torturing me and you both at the same time simultaneously. It would be kinda like that story "The Ransom of Red Chief" only different...they'd eventually be offering to let us beat them to death if it meant they didn't have to listen to us any more. :)
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