Gut Rumbles

April 21, 2003


I've been hearing strange noises in the Crackerbox all day. Just a moment ago, I heard someone walking down the hallway. No one was there when I looked, but I damned sure heard someone walking in my house. It sounded just like Quinton, that ham-footed rascal.

I wouldn't be surprised to turn around right now and see some strange boy in my home asking for something to eat. Hell, I would feed him and tell him to be quiet. I think that the little shitass has been playing here all day.

It sure sounds like it.

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