Thursday, April 28, 2011

Blood on His Sword

Not too much. 1, 2, 3. Yes, I can. Scientific news. Is it the same picture? I spent the day on the main division, so I don’t know.
Oh, it’s a couple of fighters from the mid-time, mid-terms. They are fighting because they are mad at each other and everyone else. They got themselves involved. That’s for damn sure, in the middle of the ages.
Evidently he is in love with her, and he wants to get to her, but the father is standing in between saying, “No. You are not of royal blood, so you can’t marry her.”
What happens next?
Oh it is always something good.
Two boys. The King will kill him. That’s bad. You got it. A bunch of idiots fighting and a woman running.
He’s just threatening. He doesn’t have the nerve to whack him one. He’s too old. He is making one last stand to protect his daughter’s virtue.
She is completely unconcerned about the whole thing. She doesn’t give a hoot’s ass. She’s in love with herself. There is nobody in the world who can compete with her, to make up to what she is. Certainly not that little pipsqueak over there with a bird on his head. He wants to attract attention. This is the only way he knows how to get people to like him. He puts a bird on his head, and when the bird talks, everyone think he’s talking. Well, just look at him! He is bowlegged, and he doesn’t even know how to play that instrument he is holding.
She says, “Why don’t they go away and leave me alone. I don’t like either one of them.”
The King has blood on his sword, because he scratched his ear. He has so many clothes on that we can be sure he didn’t scratch anywhere else.
She knows someone else will be along in a little bit. Daddy is doing his big thing, protecting her. She has good sense, so she will go as far as she can, away. She doesn’t want to get involved with that mess. She can run fast, with her legs as far apart as paper. I don’t blame her, with two swords. If I were her, I would hide under the bed, too. Wow. You-how-you! There she stands in the middle. I would run my legs off. That is ridiculous.
That’s my husband. He is going to get some money.
I don’t think the King has money. They didn’t show a tissue. I didn’t see one. When they went home, they took the money. He went home and just left her there. He said, “You just do it yourself.”
She has the money! She’s not going to give the money back to him! What the heck? He bought that to pay her off. She can do anything she wants. Goodbye. Oh yes. Oh wow! She is independent now! She will go everywhere she wants. She hasn’t made up her mind yet, so she will try them all out first. She likes someone attentive, flat out honest with her, pay attention to her, provide her with everything she needs, everything she wants. Everything she wants but doesn’t really need. Unlimited money. She makes sure what she is buying is worth it. She can return it someday and get her money back. She is a pretty smart girl.
The King is going to buy a Queen for the King. For sale? That’s terrible. I said that? I lied. I missed that.
The middle one has his arm on it, getting her away from number three. Get away from him, huh? Think I will stand there with someone holding that damn knife far up high? Heck no.
He can have as many Queens as he wants as long as he can afford to keep them. Oh yeah, he has enough. That is a typical father-in-law attitude.
The guy in the middle wins!
She is long gone.
The other one isn’t moving.
Do we want this end?
Let’s leave them in suspense. We have to wait until the next episode to find out what happens.
Gretchen, Evelyn, Patricia, June, Barbara, Alice

Friday, April 15, 2011

Aren’t you ashamed killing an animal like that he is so pretty?

Aren’t you ashamed killing an animal like that he is so pretty?

Honey. I didn’t know you were gonna use it. The head looks awfully small in here.

It looks like a real dog. Up by the riverside, down by the river side. (singing)

The face looks like a dog. Yes…Yes. It looks like it’s doing a real dog.

I don’t know I feel sorry for the animals. But it doesn’t feel like a real dog. This looks like a real dog’s face. Look at this!!! It’s so pretty. I can’t get over hurting for him.

Don’t you feel bad for shooting a dog like that.

Love me or love my animal. Good Golly I don’t know.

It’s a penguin. I might be wrong.

Penguin. Penguin. Penguin.

A real… whatever it is. Looks too much human. I think it is a person. Yes. It’s a human. It’s a girl, I don’t know though. It looks like a penguin in the back. It’s a peculiar picture. Looks like her ear is sticking out. But I have to have a live animal, I have been like that my entire life. I can’t stand seeing an animal killed. I think the reason I feel that way is that I had dogs or cats around us so much and if one of them dies we all would cry like kids. That’s my problem. A dog is a beautiful animal, I couldn’t kill them.

You killed them? I would never killed my dogs.

Eat a dog? Oh god no? Not ever.

We had a dog and cat that lived together. And they always smelled each other’s food to make sure it’s okay and then they smelled each other’s food.

Really? The dog and the cat?

I don’t know what they put underneath her it looks like a chair.

My father was German and he loved animals, oh my god. And he was always after us, who is doing this to the dog?! No kidding? Who is doing this to the cat/ no kidding?! He was European and he was always getting after us.

I had a cat.

We played with our animals. Slept in bed with us a lot of them or under them. We had our missy.

It’s wonderful to have. Missy, our dog was named missy… Missy. And the dog and the cat slept together and they were like twins, and the dog would come in and fall asleep and put her head on his shoulder. It was good.

Is the dog a boy?

You would know if it is a male or a female.

This isn’t a real dog??... Oh… Down by the river side (music)

She is hiding something. I don’t know what type of plants those are I can’t remember but I can’t remember what they had. But they really fixed it up so that she is hiding. I couldn’t kill an animal if I tried. No way Josẻ.

Kissing, oh I am just kidding. They looked at each other to see if the food was good enough and then they would swap. We were scared of our father German that he was. We cried when we had to leave them. Never did happen again. We had to move so far. We were moving from Florida to the west, and we couldn’t feed them and I cried across the United States. My father said we couldn’t take them with us.

What happened to my animals. Have they been…

When my father came in from work the first thing he would look at were the dishes and the animals. I would never get that.

That looks like a dog with her , and he is behind him and they are both looking at the water. And there is a blanket … OH MY GOD!!! It’s a basket!!!

The animals are member of this family.

Don’t lose it.

That is a girl kissing an animal of some sort sitting on a darn chair.

You didn’t get to go play anymore, not that day you didn’t. feed the animals and feed the book. We had two to three animals at a time.

I am watching the girl I don’t know what you’re watching. Looks like a penguin in a way but it isn’t there is too much hair. Oh My God.

Animals, that’s all it takes.

I don’t know I was trying to look and thinking about that. It can’t be a wolf.

He’s got pretty white feet, legs and nose. Looks like a wastebasket she is sitting on. It looks like a basket full of something. The question is what?

Were you looking at this.

Wastebacket. Washbacket!!! They got all weeds around it. Yes! and I can’t see anything that is not!! And all that hair and stuff and this looks like a real…

Were they orange colored on the top or were they.

Flowers.. I don’t… I don’t. I wasn’t into flowers.

And they are piled around the washbasket or the weeds.

I wasn’t a flower girl.

Looks like a washtub to me you know with the flowers. There might be some water in there.

Let me pray on it. Ooooooohhhhhh right there. Turned his head away and doesn’t k now It. He doesn’t have a woman’s breath and doesn’t know better.

What a lovely couple. There are two plants

I put two together. There is a hang onto, and you ought to show them to a lot of people.

E is for effort. Oh no never mind I AM KIDDING. Looks like there is a wolf coming back in, it doesn’t quite look like a dog. I think you know more about it than I do.

I don’t know… Too Happy. But the wolf is really kissing the girl and is covering the wastebasket… or the washbasket… with boards… and there are the yellow flowers. I remember them as a child and how to do it but I don’t know how to do it anymore. I just enjoy it.

I have kept dogs traveling and I was behind the typewriter all the time beating the heck all the time. And my dog would be waiting at time. And he was a lazy dog trying to sleep all the time. And we bought another dog as fast as we could when we got to Europe. It took us maybe twenty minutes or something like that.

It’s a leading say-dee-low-er. It’s a very good pet. The people that own it love it. He does anything he wants to do, but he doesn’t bite people, because we have petted him and spoiled him and spoiled him and spoiled until he thinks people all like us.

When he just started, he was small. But now look at him. He is a hotel and an automobile. I used to pick him up, and he was a doll. The people first pick him up. The dog could have been in their own yard, and they walked out and saw the dog. I didn’t bring my dog.

I was just going to call. I am awful upset. My dog is in the car. Where is my car? I am mixed up and confused.

He just walked in our yard and we started playing with him. Does he bite? Oh no. The people that were there went off somewhere else, maybe to a restaurant. They all got in their own cars. T-tops. We can have the dog for dinner, if he will wait.

We have a wild stab of imagination. Everyone has a different story.

The girl came from a town down the road. She looks like she is about twenty. The wolves are looking for some food and for some attention. The girl doesn’t have any food. What is she going to do? Go to church. She can explain to the wolves that she doesn’t have any food. If they are close enough to touch nose to nose, then they will understand. I talk to my dog and he understands. But this wolf doesn’t understand. He is just going to lick her face. I don’t give a damn what anyone else says. That is the way I see it.

My phone is on a telepole. Are they going out tonight? There’s two more. They are going to go behind a restaurant and find food. There’s food everywhere.

Written by Barbara, Betsy, Dorothy, Alice, Kyle, Evelyn, and Gretchen

The girls does more than those kinds of hats

It’s a cat. He’s going for a walk to stay on out. Out. If he didn’t he would die. We never think of pets. He needs to get out, but they don’t. They don’t see a horse or fairy. They don’t come up. I don’t think so, a lot. They know when they want one. It’s like they soon, as around, bang, and stop him. No, don’t stop the cat.

He’s going to get the bird. When he gets the bird, he’s going to play with it. Play. His name is Pussy. [Laughter]

Her tail is straight up, which means she is attentive to something. They are more.

I guess he is lifting his head. That’s Alright.

I didn’t want the cat’s.

I live her now but I was watching other locations and all.

They got more at my house than there. Ya, because there. Not the cutest cat. [points at the bird]

Well… [shakes hands] it has to be doing something.

The cat running through there. He’s sitting looking for scrap.

The girls does more than those kinds of hats. It’s better than the first one you show.

Outside of schoolhouse.

Betsy, she probably don’t even think about it. Aloose. Because not careful about what is going on while she is working.

She’s teach third or fourth grade. She doesn’t care that much. it’s just a part of her working habits.She’s really young. She probably figures that is the way it goes.She probably doesn’t pay attention to what is going on?She is probably thinking that book is the best book to pick.

She’s new. I think so too. Near calulu I think.. I think… I would like it… he would like it. That fell on it, and this here is from here. No, he did, it. Just the yes…yes. Onsavasive.

Keep my fingers crossed.

I don’t need it right now. It’s silly…Oh, you can’t have it until two two, no six, because girls want the six. Because you always wanted to do that one, and I did do it. Good with face. You need to get home. You can put it down now. Ya, I don’t know. They can’t even have…ya.

She sure is. What? Ya, Okay.

You don’t have the decorate it when I get there. She too eats. She'll have too one has she once she.Must not be a good picture because she is doing her business there and eating there too. Happy.Happy Happy. Happy. But it’s on the scare right behind ya. Why are you walking all over my suit. That is not nice either. There is one more.


I don’t think it is a thing to see. It’s not sanitary. Well it’s because it’s walking around there and crapping around there. To me it is not sanitary. The cat is right behind there with the bottom nice and straight. You can’t tell me how to dress. You’re bossing me around!! That’s not nice!!!!

Why don’t you go someplace else!! Why don’t you come over here and take over if that is what you want to do!! I can just go back to class. If you are so noisy. Get off of my clothes!!!!! Sorry I didn’t see that there. This belongs to me and you are so noisy and you need to appreciate other people’s things. I’m cold all the time.

Ya, that’s scary.

You gotta button down.too many of them working on that field, she is messing them up for ya. Why don’t you get her out there and participate, she is the one being noisy. And this is yours, and this is a rabbit. I don’t want her in the house. It’s a good thing to know what is going on. Because of those other customers. She’s a pain in the ass if I you don’t mind my saying so.

Why don’t you go over there with her instead of us. She is reading everything you do. Do you know what I would do. I would put test first first, then I would leave it and put it back there. Do you want this one? It’s a mouse, it took that long.

[Betty raises her hand in smack] smart aleck!

You are nosy as hell!!! You don’t have any kids in school and you don’t know what you are doing?

There he is.

Why don’t you go someplace else! Why don’t you go on!!

You are doing your job that is the main thing. That’s what they are … everything. They are out in the country in a puddle doing something, I have nothing to say about that. It would with all animals. There are three other companies working behind there shitting everywhere and they couldn’t find us.

You don’t know about that because you can’t get into things. Doesn’t have enough? Oh, okay. The same girl, she is going to notice that too. I am not one to judge. Spring. Her score is pretty bad I thought. She won’t even give us a chance to look at it, she is looking at it herself. It is not right as far as I am concerned. She is noisy and being a pain in the ass.

She is trying to decide if she should catch the bird or let it go. She is staring. She can’t see the cat. The cat is not there. She is looking at a book of drawings. She has a serious look on her face, because she can’t read it. She is just pretending to read it. The book is half way open, which means she must have started it some time ago. She has been there for a long time.

The book has pictures of fire. There are pictures of animals. She already has a cat, so now she wants to see what a dog looks like.

Pussycat will go see the girl, maybe.

The bird is on the fence, trying to stay away from the cat. There’s some space in between. The bird is chirping. The cat hears the bird.

In between the cat and the bird are fishing poles. It is just growing there, too stiff, too young, leftover from what was there before. The people are on a lakeshore. The cat belongs to them. It’s too well fed. That is why he hasn’t jumped the robin. He isn’t interested in eating it.

She knows she has a cat, but I don’t know if she knows this is taking place. The light is all around her. She doesn’t need it to read the book, she needs it to have her picture taken. There’s more in the book than just watching a cat chase a bird. This is the cat-in-the-hat. The bird can fly away way faster than the cat can jump. That’s a big heavy cat. He is not going to be limber.

The whole book goes together. She is scared. She sees something.

She’s not scared! There is no fright there at all! Just shadows on her forehead. She’s damn bored looking at that damn book and that damn cat.

It’s just a textbook. A schoolbook to hold up to her face. The book is exciting. If it was exciting, then the cat would be crouched down, ready to attack. But he’s not. He’s saying, “Get the hell out!” He is too heavy and fat to catch it. He has nothing to do.

The girl just somebody they knew. They said hold the book up and act like you are interested in a cat chasing a bird. She was just over there. They said, “Hey look at the cat.” Then she picked up a book. I don’t know why she would pick up a book to look at the cat, if the cat is out the window. How can she see out the window when she is over there looking at a book.

Written by Barbara, Betty, Patricia, June, Alice, Kyle, Evelyn, and Dot