I must be dim
If I agree with you are you going
to get pissed off?
Ifya use pissed
If I agree with you are you going
to be upset?
No
What makes you think you’re dim,
as in dimmed-witted correct?
Yes
I believe . .
.
. Believe . .
.
. Had to go to church with my Maw.
Had to
Yes. My father made me.
Wasnt it up to him to attend with
her
He golfed on Sundays.
Anyer the oldest
I was . .
.
. Condemned
In a word . . yes
For how . .
.
. Years, fucking years, though I did make my Mom very happy
attending with her.
It begins Forgive me
FatherBless me Father . for I have sinned. My last confession was yadyad years ago. Then spill your
guts.
Thas creepy Didnt know
Now ya do.
Before I confess my dimness ya remember any formal prayers of sorrow
he slowly turned his head
to face him a real puss he must have thought
Don play poker do ya
What of it?
Lemme heardgive it to me Knock me out
Really?
Im spillin my guts Wet the floor
Just listen . . My God, I am sorry for my sins
with all my heart.
Ohwow If I were Gawd Id fuck you
Really?
Continue I apologise
Ya sold me
I repeated it for years. I can give
you the Cub Scout oath ifya like too . .
.
. Nah no better Cub Scout than Gawd
. . . All my heart.
In choosing to do wrong and failing to
do good, I have sinned against you whom I should love above all things.
Awesome Reminds
me of your relationship with your father
You gonna keep interrupting?
No
Thank you. I firmly intend, with your help to do
penance, to sin no more, and to avoid whatever leads me to sin. Our
Savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for us. In his name, my God, have mercy.
Thas it
Yeah.
Thawas licketysplit Im impressed
Yet despite prostrating themselves before Gawddoin
penance to sin no more theyre backSunday unable to keep their word
Tithes A fluid relationship Get squeakyclean spend the week doin who knows
wha then back for another whitewash Like washing a car
he fixed him sternly with his
eyes
I quit interrupting
Dim. Explain.
Yes
The song Eagles Witchy Woman
Yeah.
Crazy laughter in another room and
she drove herself madness with a silver spoon
Yeah.
Yah Whatha mean to you
She drove herself to madness with
a silver spoon? You kiddin me?
Tell me
Cocaine.
I thought you were going to say
tha
Of course cocaine.
I didnt care for cocaine
What else would you think?
Whaelse woudya think
Your confession.
Masturbate I imagined her masturbating
When shes done I get to lick it like cake batter or frosting off a beater reminded me of weekends afternoons baking when my Maw baked
Maw. You’ll keep my mother out of this, keep her away,
a long long way away.
Are you going to acknowledge that?
Cant
Can’t?
Why not?
I
bought my Maw a vibrator for Christmas once Bought it on good authorityhad fallen in with a den of lesbians wellconnected bought hash through them so I figured why not whod know better than they
The
place was always rocking with crazy laughter
I don’t know if you’re dim.
Really
Tha might be the nicest thing yave ever
said to me
1854, Day-between-Two-Ts, 3 8.
22
1519, Thursday,
11 8. 22
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