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We Found It!

The proverbial Needle In a Haystack. The diamond in a very messy and large rough. My diamond. We found it. I was picking veggies from the garden, and I came up to the carport and Todd and the kids were grinning like jackasses eating briars. “Mama?” Todd said. “Remember when you said you would take the kids to Chuck E.… Read more →


We Don’t Smell Other People’s Bottoms

I overhear Rollie telling Tiller “Smell my finger.” Having been friends with more boys than girls along the way, all sorts of alarms went off in my head, backed by a “Master of Puppets” soundtrack. (‘m looking at you. You know who you are. Coming out of your girlfriend’s house, when you went in to “see what was taking her… Read more →