The Mark on the Beast

Oh, my god. Let's be done with the depressing stuff and instead focus on the strange. Mrs. Wigglebottom has a sowelo on the back of her left front leg. Mrs. Wigglebottom, you are the light of my world. I bow before your divine judgment. I faint at the smell of your stinky farts. (Hmm. This rune poem composing business is much easier than it looks.) ******** 7:20--Edited to add: Holy shit! You know what I just right fucking now put together? The recalcitrant brother acquired Mrs. Wigglebottom back in the day. The recalcitrant brother whose life is being underwritten by one of the more famous hate groups/social clubs of the American South? Do you think that it's a coincidence that Mr. "I let the Klan raise my son and feed me three or four times a week" would have a Nazi dog? I have my doubts.