(November 25, 2020 at 2:56 pm)The Grand Nudger Wrote: LOL. My grandfather was being held on suspicion of murdering people with a claw hammer - and my grandmother was the first person he met with a faster car than his on bail.
Between you and I and Ogg and the internet...he was absolutely guilty of beating those white bread pieces of shit to death with a hammer but he insists it was a ballpeen, so they they had the facts wrong. My grandmothers overwhelming white-land-owning-indiana-ness shielded him from further scrutiny.
//and so it was that I came to be, and so it is that I don't have a single ball-peen hammer. Needless temptation.
At least you’ve got the story.
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson
