most get hit

or end up in soup

i have had ardvark soup

we do what we have to survive out here

my horse won't eat the soup

ok

well

no

my grandmother was a story teller

used to tell stories around the campfire at night

so

I just thought

Fark again

my grandmother was a good woman...

she was the witch doctor here for 75 years

she taught me a lot

but

they outlawed that here

now our town is policed by a gang

of 7

they ride black horses

we have to be very careful

we want to take back the town

protection money.....chocolate sryup---coolwhip----oreos

i am embarassed

but

we are very poor here

they have taken everything

so we have to trade for things

we want

in the store

no

trade-----ah

my grandmother taught me how to hang garlic all over the cabin

so that keeps my soul

safe

but

we were told that we had to vote for Bernie

because

he would give us food

and clothing