Agnes by Tony Cochran for October 24, 2016

Salty language.

Short story, I used to work nights doing floor care, a single edge blade being one of my tools. Enter a punchy clown toy gift to my 5 yr old daughter from grandpa, bells and all. Daughter starts in on clown while I am sleeping, bells wake me up. I applied the tools of my trade to the punchy clown in a way that would make Jack the Ripper envious, Bozo never had a chance.

Becha Agnes got an education just trying to write the words down. Did she spell them right?

I doubt if she’ll find %@*!#$&~?, ‼→←♪♫§¶, ↔⌂öÿ¥ƒ¿½¼, «»░▒↕▓, or even αΦΘΩδ∞φ≈ in there…

“The Ramones” and she’s failing in school? Obviously she learns in a different way than most kids. I jphad that problem. At a young age I could name all the parts of a horse, tack, and other equipment, plus other things I’d learned in library books…but anything the teacher told me came across as pure white noise.

Sorry, I meant “had” not jphad" obviously

ll’s well that ends well.

Too bad. “I jphad that problem!” has a ring to it.

Too bad. “I jphad that problem!” has a ring to it.

Too bad. “I jphad that problem!” has a ring to it.

Too bad. “I jphad that problem!” has a ring to it.

Too bad. “I jphad that problem!” has a ring to it.

Too bad. “I jphad that problem!” has a ring to it.