It's Friday the 13th. All over our state, folks are holed up trying not to be noticed by the bad juju sure to come a-knocking. Some are in urban apartments and some are in a trailer at the head of your holler. Some are your next door neighbor.
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Is there a buzzing in your ear? That'd be the thought police. |
Every now and then sheer stupidity smacks you like a stale wet bar towel. They don't come staler than the towels on the Florida coast. |
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