Medicinal blessings from, and sacrifices to the Goddess Cloacina can be messy, unsightly and unsavoury. Greeks, the moon touched, certain Emissaries From Heaven and those with irritable bowel syndrome should proceed no further. Pandemonium, hatred, mayhem and evil spirits lurk under the fold…
Benny Wouton was 15 or so, as were Ed and I. Benny's little brother Menace was 4 or 5; he'd learned to talk, but couldn't tell you how old he was. All of us were lounging around Benny's back yard, where Menace was busy trying to take apart his Mister Machine and his mother was hanging out the wash.
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Mom, clearly angry: Benny! Where did he learn language like that?
Benny: Well it must have been from you and dad, because I would never -
Ed and I start laughing uncontrollably while Mom does a slow burn and Benny tries to appear to be the epitome of angelic innocence.
Mom, with heat: You better watch that smart mouth of yours, Benny.
Later we taught Menace how to give someone the finger.
Pretty sure the Thought, Perpetrator, Crime Police are on their way to your house. Remember, DON"T answer the door.
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