For example every day at noon I wake up and walk to the mail box to see if old Wilfy's diabetes medication has arrived. I pray that it is there when I get to the mailbox otherwise he is going to be cranky and there is a good chance he will beat me. I don't mind the beatings so much it's the verbal abuse. Sometimes when he is hitting me with a sock full of golf balls he yells "Do you see the Islands in the Stream of blood running down your face."
Most days are good for me, I sit on the porch and wonder why I smell like onions and rub gold bond on my lesions.
That is all for today but I have so much more to talk about.
thank you for checking out my blog
Hearts and Kisses
Kenny
PS why do you beat me?

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