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day 520 by you know who
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day 520 by you know who
Jingle bells
Jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Satan Santa claus is coming to town
Well, hello Santa.
May 18, 2017: On a mild and sunny Thursday afternoon in Pasadena, Atlanta called me as I finished a shift at work and asked me to accompany her to some of her favorite hidden spots in the city. She wore a floral, full-length halter top dress and her blood-red hair gave her pale-blue eyes an ethereal, enchanting glow. But I was already under her spell and by the time she poured her heart out to me as we watched the sunset over the other-worldly rockscape behind the Jet Propulsion Laboratories campus, my heart was hers. When I asked her out an hour later, as we smoked cigarettes and drank coffee on the front porch of our friend Richie's house, it was a mere formality. Richie had told me to swing for the fences, despite my fear and trepidation and dread of loving and losing after already having lost everything before, so I swung for the fences. And this beautiful, bewitching woman-- this force of nature, as lovely as the summer moon, but with all the fury of a storm raging in her beating heart-- my Red Saint taught me to live and laugh and hope again. Her love, our love, was my salvation. Today would have been our third anniversary, but God and Fate have seen it fit that my abiding love go unrequited. Yet as painful as her absence is today, I do not regret a moment spent with her. Nothing good gets away. Vetus Amor Non Sentit Rubiginem. Vetus Amor Sic Semper Fidelus.
THE SKELETON SAINT
LA SANTA MUERTE
LA SANTA MUERTE
The female grim ripper, or the skeleton saint,
rears her ugly head in Oasis, Florida.
She was last seen in Mexico,
but she has re-emerged once again.
She is the patron saint of vengeance.
Her sister saints offer their followers
rewards of love and money.
But she provides her followers with vengeance.
They just have to pray and sacrifice to her.
She stands with her skeleton body,
her crown tilted on side of her skull,
with her tall stick at her side.
She wants to control Oasis.
But first she must rid the town of all
other evil beings.
THE DEAD GAME
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