Or I May Just Torture Him To Death With A Feather

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Thursday, 29 August 2013

I think that before I overreact and do something silly, I'll try something I heard about in our Sunday school this past Saturday and take a deep breath, close my eyes once I get all the goop off and count to ten.

There that's better. Maybe there is something to this. I mean, the pie was a tasty one so I could just ask for the recipe and maybe make him a pie of my own. Only, instead of throwing it in his clown face, I think I'll tip it down the back of his clown pants and add a few of those fire ants in that big hill out back.

Hey, I feel better already!

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