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Hey, I was just trying to cut off her pigtails,
but she was jerking around too much. I tellya, Granpa may've forgiven me,
but Dad beat the crap out of me four nights in a row for that one. Broke
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Granpa Ed used to take me to the park after school
and buy me grape lollipops. Man, I loved Granpa Ed. When I was fifteen,
he got shot in the chest with a 12-guage shotgun during a convenience store
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That's when I stopped going to Church on Sundays
and saying my prayers at night.
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I still confess, though, like I said. I guess
I think if God's a nasty bugger like he seems to be, I better at least
cover my ass as best I can. So, do you believe in Him? |
Me? Well, I sure wasn't raised Catholic, and I reckon my Pop was an
out-and-out atheist, or maybe just someone thoroughly alienated from the
Church, which wouldn't be unusual. So I never really knew what to think.
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