Thursday 00:20 a.m.
Like all the best jannies, he'd been in the SAS. He had fantastic flat eyes. Tommy Lee Jones should have played him in the movie, but I do not think anyone could have acted eyes like yon. I heard he died last week after being retired for about two years. I was so happy to hear yesterday that he did not die from smoking. A virulent smoker. He said when his sister said he shouldn't smoke in her house, he wasn't going back there again. Neither would he fly in a plane when they banned it there. Was on steroids for his lungs before he retired from the jobbie. Killed by cancer of everything below the waist. But what a guy!
Two stories. He says his best friend has been shootied in the head and is dying in his arms. All his pal said was tough. A man of few words. Very poignant
Some supposedly hard case was making abusive remarks about the Virgin Mary during an event in the school one evening. Just round the corner, he led the joe and then picked up the baseball bat and whacked him on the thigh. As the polis arrived and found the boy lying there, Robert said he fell off the roof. I was a fortunate fellow to have met such a guy! Every time I spoke to him, I enjoyed it. A real human being, unlike the drove in, where do they come from, teaching basturns. What a guy! Hotboy
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Those drove in teaching basturns couldn't even hit a kid with a baseball bat if they tried.
Albert? It wasn't a kid he hit with the baseball bat, but a grown up fan of Orange Walks. Hotboy
That's alright then, grown ups have got it coming to them. Present company excepted.
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