Confessions

Of course, I always enjoy such things with you. Though we may not discuss things often I always do find what you have to say on subjects rather interesting.

Used up the last gallon of resin that I had. Was positive that I had two if not one more gallon. Finding out that those were already used without me realizing it really felt like a sucker punch to the gut.

So here's one that I haven't told. When I was 5 or 6 years old. I don't exactly remember how old I was. Definitely one of my earliest memories. We raised pigs and chickens in the backyard. I remember I was feeding the lil barn critters. When I felt a pinch in my ass. Turns out the pig bit my ass. Well, not exactly my ass. Right below my right ass cheek. That lil shit bit hard and left a scar. Good thing that it's been so many years that it's barely noticeable now. I ultimately got the last laugh because in the end my family ended up eating it Lol. You thought they were pets? He took a bite out my booty, well I returned the favor and took a bite out of his pink booty https://media.tenor.com/chdl53HYIq4AAAAM/pig-cute.gif

I confess that I have no idea where the nickname Curly comes from. But someone called me that once and it stuck for some reason. I also confess that I am indeed, a mountain. Trees, wildlife, whole 9 yards. Yep. I'm a landform or whatever you call it

A bunch of bodies curled up piled a mile high? I keep thinking about death today. We are all going to fie