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Dinner Time

Lost

by tbird 11/30/2012

written by tbird

My Daddy was a great man. He served as an ANZAC corporal when he was younger, he helped failing communities to fix all their problems. Daddy was one who made others laugh and smile, he smiled along with them. This is his story, (IM LEAVING OUT OUR NAMES INCASE SOME ONE DESIDES TO STALK MY FAMILY)

“Daady” i ran outside to Daddy washing his truck “and how is my baby princess? bubba how old are you now?” Daddy dropped the hose and picked me up “im this money!” i held up a $1 coin to say i was 1 “ohh thank you bubba girl, want a […]

11/30/2012 1 comment

i don’t want you pissin’ in my ear (wild bill pt.1)

by trouble_every_day 3/9/2012

written by trouble_every_day

“some gaddamn time…a man’s due t’ stop arguin’ with hisself. feelin’ he’s twice the gaddamn fool he knows he is….’cos he can’t be somethin’ he tries to be every gaddamn day without once gettin’ to dinner time and not fuckin’ it up….i don’t wanna fight it no more. understan’ me charlie? an’ i don’t want you pissin’ in my ear about it. can you let me go to hell the way i want to?”

—wild bill hickcock, deadwood.

that’s the second to last post on my facebook page. Â only one person got what i was saying. but it was only after another conversation that it […]

3/9/2012 1 comment