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Fantastic word game

Confession of my ex wife's dilly dallying is what led to my first divorce, and thankfully so as I'm now shacked up with a 4'11" Cajun voodoo queen who'll place a hex on you if you get out of line.

The ex wife has her very own look-alike doll with several needles protruding from it.
 
Get out of line with the current style of country songwriting and pen a hilarious down-home ditty, with plenty of fiddle, steel and banjo, about rosecitymedia's marital history.
 
History has indeed produced us a country song that covered the actual events of my divorce, sung by Jerry Reed, and accurately accounted that she got the goldmine and I got the shaft.

Didn't even leave me an old, rusty cart behind.
 
A baaaaad mother, I think we can all agree on, is the cuckoo for cocoa puffs Andrea Yates.

Not the greatest representation of who we are, down in the Lone Star.
 
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" Halt! In the Name of Love" sure doesn't glide off the tongue as easily as stop, and thankfully The Supremes must have felt the same way.

Was my end clue really that big of a stumper? Andrea Yates is synonymous with the worst parenting ever known down here. Born in Hallsville, here in ETX, she ended up in Houston. There, she snapped one day and drowned all 5 of her children in the bathtub. She was found not guilty by reason of insanity. She nows sits at a State mental hospital in Kerrville, where she will supposedly live out the rest of her life. Huge story here, with the trial televised and all. Guess the tragedy never traveled as far as New England.
 
The way Ms. Yates should have been punished is by hogtying her in the center of town and then allowing lottery winners to cut off an appendage or three every few hours and then, finally, drowning her the very same way.

There is a special hell for people like her.

And we seem to have taken a decidedly sad turn here at TFWG. Perhaps we should move back to the future to more pleasant things. Say, perhaps, topless driving. Or the mechanical bull. Maybe even--God help me--wrestling.
 
The very same way we can take a wrong turn down an unfortunate road on The Fantastic Word Game, we can also reverse course and head towards a happier place by mentioning that Saturday is only 3 days away and a late night grub fest is well within sight.
 
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A late night grub fest is well within sight, but exercising that grub off should be on the late night menu as well.
 
Delicious sandwiches are no longer available from Jimmy John's, here in Tyler, as both locations have permanently closed.

In a case of here today, gone tomorrow. No skin off of my teeth, however, as I prefer a Firehouse Sub over Jimmy John's any day.
 


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