How was your day today…same old…? I understand. I think I do.

Did somebody get you water? Last night, did someone cover your

arms…Don’t think so. Ah, but coming this Sunday, a new couple is

getting married. Yes. The priest is charging $500.00 Dlls for his blessing.

And another $500.00 for the Ave Maria played by the church organist.

The couple is being impatient to comply with the religious ritual. To

finally consummate the union in an endless night filled with lust and

desire. The way all marriage consummations take place in your name.

In your honor. As a Matador to his lady. And the physical thrust is long.

And fruitful. There may the chance of bringing another baby to this

crazy world. It’s going to be a long, long week. But I’m digressing.

Did someone wash your shoulders…arms and hands….no.

That shows how ungrateful we are to you. Not even a single glass of

water. How mean and base we are capable of being. Sweet brother.

Sweet brother, tomorrow I shall go where you are. Take you down that

stinky old putrid cross and bury you under a huge tree after washing

your body. After massaging your arms and legs and covering it with the

most expensive soothing oils available.

EO