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Saturday, January 11, 2014

dear Jesus

dear jesus

fiction
Edward w Pritchard

Dear Jesus, forgive me for I am weak.

I know you told us love our neighbors but how can I. These red necks shooting their rifles on weekends for fun sound like the beginning of the battle of Gettysburg as imagined by a southern born Hollywood director with a substantial prop budget.

How can anyone love a redneck?

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