Sausage John come down from the hills yesterday. We call him Sausage John ‘cause he makes real good sausages. Our favorite is one he calls “hunter blend”. He always laughs when he say’s “hunter Blend” and Sam always smiles. I laugh too but I don’t get what’s so funny. It’s good eatin though and he always brings me a new hat.
A place to store the things I write. The posts are listed from oldest to newest in the archive list, that is really the best way to read them. For now everything here is fiction.
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