When the summer sun
is at its peak
***
don’t look for me at home
***
look for me at the
old swimming hole
***
somewhere at the bottom.
***
because I can’t swim.
.
Keep circulating the URL
When the summer sun
is at its peak
***
don’t look for me at home
***
look for me at the
old swimming hole
***
somewhere at the bottom.
***
because I can’t swim.
.
Keep circulating the URL
t r e f o l o g y 
yikes!
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That turned dark quickly. Straight to the point.
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And the sad thing is that they’re burning in black and white hell. Moreover, the devil himself isn’t even red. His skin color is somewhere at the “dark” end of the gray scale!
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Some would see hell as being confined with a born again Christian.
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I like it…it draws out the suspense… but I liked the original also
I like dark
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Interesting reaction from your sister.
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Those old black and white images may have felt like some kind of voodoo magic coming from a possessed box. Now we take all of our technology for granted and it barely registers in our minds anymore.
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Sounds like she needs to be born yet again to escape her demons and Dante’s inferno.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Love this. Really do.
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Thanks, Brian. I appreciate it.
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Funny.
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Thanks, M.T.
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You’re welcome.
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A friend of mine had Jack Palance as a babysitter.I’d take him over yours
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Jack Palance would have been pretty cool. I’d have watched Bagdad Cafe with him.
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I also tune into radio tref for reminders of flicks like this. I’m now on a mission to find it. Not easy but I will persevere.
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