--- I am a Strange One/'His world is small.'/
'I love hunting foxes - Ginger Bastards!'/
'They weren't aiming at us, Not at my house' - Dead Prez/
The Pravda-Raï Party: Triumphing over Diversity
Jessie never forgot the day he O.D.'d on Ex-Lax. Every Thanksgiving, he'd trot his petrified stool sample and hold it up for the guests. "The horror..", he would murmer over and over. "The horror."
--- I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.