Escape from Las Vegas

When I was born I started to decay





Hello,
My life is a double feature. All kinds of terrifying horror and a lot of grabbing on by your date during the first feature...
and with the second feature we have a black and white French Indie film... kind of sad and not making a ton of sense.
Buy your tickets in advance folks.

The doubt is full on tonight.



This drink may kill you but I promise it can't bring on Jesus.

We are not found in this silent of silent film places.
Begging for a drink to quench our thirst and wet our parched lips.
Apply Poison.
Drink.
Repeat.
And the very best song just happens to hit on the juke box.
We fill the room with laughing corpses.
And the cowboys line dance around our twisted bodies.


A letter and a small white lie

"I got a letter in the mail the other day from the war department. It was addressed to my neighbor about 3 miles down the road. It was a letter stating that her son died serving his country and the government felt very badly about breaking the news this way, and of course about the death of her son. Usually, they send a representative from the war dept. but times were tough and they just couldn't find a rep in such a rural area. I knew the news would crush her and she had been in her death bed for the last two weeks. I don't know if this was the right thing to do but I put that letter in my safe and let his momma pass on thinking her beloved little boy was fighting heroically and alive, liberating the French from the Nazi's. After she had been buried I drove out to her grave and put that letter on top of her tombstone. I said a small prayer for both and drove home. I have never cried so hard in my life."












Goodnight and sweet dreams

Captain PirateFace