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so i was walking back to sarah's house,
carrying a bag which contained the bones of Lucifer.
Lucifer was sarah's black lamb that she slaughtered
a few weeks back. she had just salvaged what she
could from a mess of rot and lime, put it into a bag
and sent me home with it well she and her lover
disposed of the less salvageable and much more stinky
bits.

so i'm walking through this very small town
with this rather suspicious looking black bag, and i
walk past three young teenage boys skateboarding.
they all stopped to look at me, and the bolder one
of the group said hello.

(i am unused to having young boys adress me. i have
gotten used to their indifferent glances, and i oggle
them with the unrestricted leasure of one who knows
they are not being watch in return.)

still strange as it was i saw no reason not to anser
back politely. he made a bit more polite conversation
as i walked passed, but when one is carying a bag of the
rotten bones and horned scull of Lucifer, one does not
stand around for small talk. as i hurried on my way i
heard one of the boys say.
"are you going to go worship the devil?"
i found this funny. not funny "ha ha"...funny queer.

...well, maybe a little funny "ha ha". :D