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Sunday, July 25, 2004

SOUTH EUROPEAN VENGEANCE

I was having a nice lie in yesterday morning, recovering from my exertions with tiTianna (I am still reeling with amazement that anyone could actually apply this name to their offspring), when the doorbell began to ring.

I ignored it, of course, but it was followed by pounding on the door which was simply too vigorous to be ignored. Peeking out of the bedroom window, I saw a Cadillac Escalade outside, encrusted with gold-plated extras of a scary kind, and a red faced man of Italianate appearance pulling a sledgehammer out  of its rear door. Beside him stood a drooping, miserable-looking tiTianna. The man, presumably her father, happened to look up as and spotted me in the window. I quickly pulled back and went to fetch the gun that I normally use to shoot at my son Rory as he takes his morning run around the field. If this creep intended to avenge my offense to the honor of his family by beating the door down and beating me up, he had another think coming. I'd show him.

Unfortunately, tiTianna's dad had been corrupted by the crass materialism of our sadly unspiritual society. As I stood at the end of the hall facing the front door, expecting at any moment to see the wood splinter, I heard a different sound -- the sound of metal on metal. The asshole had decided to lay about my rented Porsche instead. I wept. I cursed. But what could I do. Was it worth doing time for murder to save a car that wasn't even mine?





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