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They say Satan has a sense of humor. That may explain why my life is such a joke. - Gwen Goode, lamenting recent events
A day that started with verbal harassment, continued with ritualistic animal sacrifice, and eventually landed me in an interrogation room,
“Look at her face,” Sally said, not unkindly. “We’ve shocked the poor girl. She’s white as your backside in January, Agatha.” “You leave my backside out of this, Sally.” “I might be able to, if it wasn’t so large.
