The Hounds of Baskerville


The Rhyme They hunted at dawn. Sometimes at dusk. Even when their lord was Ill and on the mend.   The legend continues about those hounds of Baskerville. It better not be you they are sniffing for.   There is no mercy. The longer you remain on the run means that there will be an unforgiving, bloody end.   The weather could be hot. The … Continuer de lire The Hounds of Baskerville

Desperately Seeking Joseph


Sometimes Tanya thinks that Big Booty Bertha has gone baddy.   All of these years of bitterness and anger pent up over her daddy.   Not to be sinister. Her daddy was a minister. A cheater while he was a husband. Not to be coy. This same minister left his wife after so many years of her being fat.   Momma’s boy. His mother’s joy. … Continuer de lire Desperately Seeking Joseph