by Deirdre Timmons | Nov 21, 2011 | Uncategorized
FRED: Honey, I’d like to … I’d like to … I’d like to … D-D: What would you like to do? FRED: I’d like to put all the pornoists in jail. D-D: Some already are. FRED: Good. And behead the bastards. D-D: OK. I’ll look...
by Deirdre Timmons | Nov 21, 2011 | Uncategorized
FRED: Hello Desiree. D-D: Hi Dad. FRED: I’m calling from a satellite on Earth. D-D: Well, hello!
by Deirdre Timmons | Nov 21, 2011 | Uncategorized
FRED: I’m dying. D-D: What’s it like? FRED: I often feel I’m alone. D-D: It’s a lonely venture. No one can go with you. But we can be by your side and hold your hand. FRED: I’ve had a couple dreams where I know I’m speaking to the...
by Deirdre Timmons | Nov 20, 2011 | Uncategorized
FRED: I’m in the house we were in yesterday. D-D: What house was that, Dad? FRED: I don’t know. It was a frame house with infinite rooms. D-D: What were we doing there? FRED: Hanging out. It had Sam’s and Don’s addresses on it. D-D: Was it...
by Deirdre Timmons | Nov 20, 2011 | Uncategorized
FRED: The minister came by today. He said the Lord knew where I was. And I believed him. D-D: Do you believe in God now? FRED: Apparently.
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