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I'm Joe McPuppet! I used to have a life! I wrote plays for children and perfromed them at Sunday School for the Children! Then I nearly died and guess who didn't show up!

Friday, April 30, 2004

EIGHT HOURS!

Crouchin on the knees. It hursts. Esspecillay if you are on uneven groudn and rained too. Yes, som e scratchy ass plants in face -- you can see the picture , can't you? You can, Other Joe.

Eyes get real tiredd and there is no momvement to distratct. Jus closed windows and no light. A few caars going by, but relax afet the trhird or forth. SO mind drift to beetter? timers?> JOE IS INNOcent in those times--jusd doing what told and making a puppet now and then, getting angry at littel things like people sleeping in on Sunday morning or some guy in school saying Damn.

Thought Reverend Dallas the KIng of cool, JOE did. Rev. D! might mentions some shit about some passage and Joe is thumbing through the bible, finding the place and getting it right. Even memorized a

DEAD END. No Richar d J at home so here JOE IS> at TruckSTop with some cash. THey get wirelss. Miracles never sssence.

RIchard J. Might know -- he hated Re v. Dallas befor e me.
THAT PAASSAGE WAS: " A Man also or a Woman That hath a familair spirit, or that is a WIzard shall surely be put to dEATH!"

How does that help me now?!! Huh!

JOE
oh yeah Lev. 20:27
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