Predicting a Riot

Jan 27, 2007 13:51

My uncle came over this morning. I haven't seen him in months; he's my favorite. He was sitting in my mother's room, with my mother, and I came in with a picture of myself and my new boyfriend from Halloween. I held the picture in front of his face, and as I watched, frothy bubbles of spit gathered at his lips and he struggled to catch his breath. ( Read more... )

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slackerdkp January 28 2007, 21:55:23 UTC
that's rough stuff. my sympathies

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anonymous January 29 2007, 05:46:10 UTC
I guess i know which uncle you're talking about.
I get it all but i'm perplexe (sp? correct?) about mood and title you used.

Hug tight
ydg

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