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Pain, or…


Nine Days And Getting Worse

My mom is gone.

How can I stand it?

She was not ready.  She had things to do.  I had things to tell her.

It just gets more awful.


No please.  Make this nonsense not be.

Welcome To The Weekend. May We Take Your Order?


Sheep:  I wonder what’s down there…

Wind:  It is death, sheep.  DEATH…

Sheep:  Oh.  Sure smells kind of weird.

Wind:  Yeah.





Sheep is drawn to it