As if to say that the ladder had moved itself,

As if to say that the ladder had moved itself, Jedediah moaned in silence. Oh had he suffered since the loss he had endured just moments earlier. If his his sweat stained shirt

had just been washed by wife number four then he wouldn't smell so bad. The Mormon church allowed him to marry all these women so that he didn't have to lift a finger. Yet, here

was the catch: it was not actually the Mormon church at all, but a so called "reformed" LDS church that had broken off nearly 100 years ago. He also had an intense love of bigotry

which was a cause for alarm due to his rising star success; first as police man, then as local and then national politician. That he had a white hood that matched his white skin,

El Nombre who offered him an apple to sink his teeth into. As he was rather drunk by now he

was eying a gap-toothed hooker at the other side of the room. He could smell her unwashed and heady funk across the crowd and it sent his head spinning. Swallowing back drool, he

began to stagger his way to the far corner. As I watched my good buddy eyeing that lady of the night, I could only feel some remorse for the sores he would have tomorrow morning.

She was the one they nicknamed "porky" and it wasn't become of her plump looks, but because her nether region was festooned with sharp quills like a porcupines. My buddy asked her

the expected question and got the expected answer. "Carefully."