Day 6 or something, lost track. I'm writing this post slowly, as I know you cannot read fast at all. This week it rained twice, once for three days and they other four. Bobby returned from active service after 12 months to greet his one month old baby boy, Darrell LeVon. He must be proud, as the baby has sun proof skin, no danger of burning. Waterproof hair too.
6 days in the desert, alone, with my son. We have named our group the lone rangers, because we stick together.
It seems I'm having a talk to me goose moment. It passed like shit through one. Have a great day, and a better one tomorrow.
Oh, btw, when does God show up and piss on their temple? Can we just skip to that part after I get back to civilization? So many bad people so much evil that causes corruption. Men's hearts need to change before anything happens, let me work on that for a while.
Now, sit back in that chair right there, let me show you how it's done. Of course, still no clue how it's done, I'll wing it.
Klaus loves Father's day, he feels confusion and resentment to his, he loves it. Happy Father's day, just remember today is the busiest and most confusing day in Harlem. Is you my daddy can be heard like chickens clucking in a hen house.