Letters to the Editor
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David Bainbridge- I'm calling The Chronicles K...kinky!
Perverse- Please-
The Harlem Boys choir sings: Fleas Natividad?
Then the Bedford Stuyvesant poor boys are drawn with kinky hair and blue eyes?
Keith K- Some of the dessert mountain boys in Southern California- at the very moment, are out gathering seasonal part-time Gloom&Doom Santa's and his partners to make sure you get your liver fed to the barn rats.
Baby jests, Ramos, Hosea, and mobster moses are asking Mother Goose and Mary Magdalene to kiss you so much, so long, without mercy, and guarantee that you are smothered and drowned in slobber.
Santa is not as perverse as Keith. Santa can give you a hog nose transplant or a humming bird penis for this week's Spirit of seasonal anti-perversity. Get some deodorant for Mr. KK will you Gloomy Santa?
I'll go pray to baby Jesus to ask Mother Mary to intercede in all our behalf? David Bainbridge for a new seasonal Prey-Santa! D.B. is not perverse or sacrilegious.
Pray for quietude. End bad bush breath and prattling speeches. Lard- We ask for baby rattle snakes for those who hate, and are mean-spirited. Let's Pray mean people come back to Earth as scabies on neocon's crotches?
O, apologies if I've sinned? No No- Do I want to lose my two green and yellow corn looking teeth? No. Holy succotash.
Merry Everybody. A merry heart is some darn good medicine. What a blabbershere. O, if Merry Mary from Ontario is out there...Howdies. I want a buffalo for having met Merry Heart Mary in Kentucky. huh? Shoo! Hush up! okay. Mary? O, Bison. a secret code? yep. innocent.