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I really don’t feel like saying anything this time, doc. There really isn’t anything else to say. Snookums is dead.
» Posted By Hondo On 04.02.2018 @ 9:39 pm
It was saturday, the day the team usually met. They played their round, and this time the blue team won. Once the crowd cleared they got down to reason they were here. They took thier horses back to the stables before it came out.
» Posted By Hondo On 12.15.2014 @ 10:41 pm
She sat her on her chair with her needles in hand. This chair held so many memories for her. Holding her first child, her second, and each of their children as she rocked them back and forth. Making clothing for her family, and even telling stories by the fire at Christmas.
» Posted By Hondo On 12.14.2014 @ 6:52 pm
He found himself weaving through the large plants that surrounded him in a panic. This was not the first time Darren found himself in danger from an authority figure, and his deftness and skill made it easy to get away. This time, however, was different.
» Posted By Hondo On 12.13.2014 @ 5:49 pm
it was a cool summers evening when my grandfather came back from the shed. I sat there looking at him in his old glory. So many things about the way he looked made me think about the future, the peppered look in his hair, and the smell he carried with him.
» Posted By Hondo On 12.12.2014 @ 3:53 pm
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Dividers come in many different forms. Whether we’re talking about dividers in a binder, or dividers as an emotional tool. That which divides. An interesting thought is how often we put up dividers on things that should not be separated.
» Posted By Hondo On 12.11.2014 @ 11:24 pm