Thread: Ingsh If

I thought I been losing my cotton-pickin mind, fellow dotcommers.
Ingsh If......Ingsh If......., been goin thru my mind like a dang song you can't quit singin to yurself.....Ingsh If, Ingsh If................

ALL DAY LONG.
Ingsh If...Ingsh If................
HOLY MOTHER OF LUCIFER SHUT UP ALREADY.
Ingsh If...Ingsh If..............

Thank goodness it rained. That made me think of Farmer cuz I saw Edenton on the radar. When I thought of Farmer first I had a visual of a concentration camp like Auschwitz on his farm with Iraqi indentured servants hauling wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of rotting deer carcasses to the crematorium, but then I remembered how he hears "the voices talking" and FLASH...I have the scene from The Shining where the kid is yelling REDRUM .. REDRUM..
then I realize I may be getting subliminal messages. Of course- I AM. But the twisted little vocal dung beetle stuck in the folds of my cerebrum can't be
decent and just use pig latin and say Ishing Fay.
FISHING!!!! Of course.
Makes me glad BBQ John & I are putting a trip together for later this week.
I sure hope his missus makes good sammiches.



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