the marriage that almost wasn't...

When I first met Alanah, I though she was a bit strange, a little odd, and very interesting. It was freshman year of high school in Mrs. Popejoy's Spanish class. We sat near each other, and talked amongst ourselves whenever we got the chance. That is, until I found out she was a satanist. Well, she may not have turned out to worship the devil, but it is a reasonable conclusion given the jacket she wore. It was a blue Dickies jacket with a flaming red skull on the back, complete with bones and the word "rebel" carved into the skull.

Think I'm being over-sensitive? Check this out!

I am glad we had this yard sale. I now know this ....thing... is gone forever.


1 comment:


Hahaha. Well, this is fantastic.