Monday, June 28, 2010

More thoughts June 13

So here we are boys and girls, the time is ticking down and we are coming closer to the moment we will hear Jace Everette crooning Bad Things and we will be driving down the heat wavy bayou roads through that mythic parish where Vampires and Werewolves and Shapeshifters roam. Place where authority comes in the form of a thousand year old Viking Vampire burning down the road in a blood red corvette.

Your neighbor is the boy next door, that is if the boy next door is 175 years old and fought in the Civil War and remembers when women wore petticoats. He looks handsome and young and has the prettiest blue eyes you have ever seen.

Maybe you would be interested in local commerce. See that youngish feller there? He owns a bar and is really quite successful. And he is just the boy to roll over and let you pat his belly. He's so playful that way.

But be careful. Be were, because some of the things that roam the night might come on like wonderful folks but turn into something else...wearing sheep's clothing of course.

So come on down to Bon Temps and let it roll. Set your self down and have a cold one and just watch.....

You could be astonished by what you see.

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