Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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7:48 AM
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Some scripts from him,
my father was...a drinker, and one night when he was especially crrrrraaazy. my mother grabbed a kitchen knife, and daddy didnt like that. no, not at all.. he took the knife, and started cutting up her face, laughing the whole time. after hes done, he looks at me and says, "why so serious?" he comes over to me, puts the knife in my mouth, and tells me, "lets put a smile on that face!"
my father was...a drinker, and one night when he was especially crrrrraaazy. my mother grabbed a kitchen knife, and daddy didnt like that. no, not at all.. he took the knife, and started cutting up her face, laughing the whole time. after hes done, he looks at me and says, "why so serious?" he comes over to me, puts the knife in my mouth, and tells me, "lets put a smile on that face!"
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Navind Chitty
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