Rambling on the Buried Barn
“Saturday morning I was shooting up heroin while making a big kettle of meth.”
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Rambling on the Rose Lane Riot
Eventually calmer heads and hernias prevailed…
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Some bishops are very narrow minded about their priests entering strip clubs…
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“They’re not like those fanatic Catholics who go to Mass every week.”
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Sheriff deputies looked on helplessly as they were pelted with pierogis and kolaches.
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“…this decedent was a complete bastard who hated everyone.”
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When someone is about to croak, that is die, habits and issues of loved ones are hard to break.
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