I rained blows down upon that man Blood poured from my closed hand He would not have that doll I swore never to return to the mall I am very Disapointed in all of you...... Merry Festavus
If you will allow a little poetic license. Dwaine...this is captures what you really meant to write. I rained down blows upon the man 'til blood dripped from my clenched hand The doll he clutched to the bitter end, Looked real pretty in my child's hand. Again to the mall I will never go (that restraining order scares me so.) Online I'll shop from this day on I don't have an ending so F---K you all. Have a great Christmas Dwaine. And if not, just don't shoot the reindeer. That really screws it up for everybody else. Barry
