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Lynching
Murder is an art form abused by those critters in a hurry to perform a judgement
call and then scurry off on horses to hide from the real law.
There is some western hearoes who still hate the ******* and do not have
them on the list of living beings in their repertoire of Johnny law. The rope is tied
in the noose with thirteen winds some say a wind for every step up the gallows
planks thirteen of them to give the thief a long time to prepare for Hell. We will
stretch his neck we will hang him high we will send him on his journey to the sky
they hammer on the gallows while the thief he sits in cell and cries uncertain of
his future after that and eye suppose there should have been a preacher in all
those western movies to come in and comfort them the brothers waiting there. In
desert news in otherworldly tensions there is many promises given of
conciliations taken from the left hand and given to the behind the back and then
back to the right this is called the we will do this for you and then no of course we
do not want to do this not at all syndrome. Also eye have noticed on this internet
the use of ads is popping up increasing tension in the viewer designing limits on
the use of money is the income of a prisoner soon increasing is the wealth of
money belts investing blooming idiots are stealing more to pay for kitchen
hardware and the laptops on the floor of the living room with HDTTV the
SuperBowling friends were over just now Johnny Law was at the door way saying
hey and did you let them in no you just slammed the slamming door way in the
faces of the lawmen.
charlax valentine, here is a copy of the HiCard you
sent. Since it was mailed to you, it will appear
that you sent it to yourself. The real card was
delivered exactly as you saw it previewed.
The condemned man walked up the steps to the thirteenth story.
Rope is sometimes frayed in the movies the rope breaks the thief falls to the
grounded mound and jumps the saddle rides away into the night on horseback
getting bullets in his gun by magic on the run then fighting back.
The Hangging Judge in Fort Smith scared me so badly eye can never hold a gun
in my left handed again. Besides the neck does not look good when rope is tied
so tightly in the nooses neck. The Arizona Kid hung up his spurs the day the tree
split into crosses from the lightning bolt surmising that his LORD was not well
pleased with him that day the Sherriff made his play.
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2008
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