The doctor sat with Carla. “It’s an infestation.” “Of what?” asked Carla. “May I ask, are you sexually active?” “Only with my husband.” “Is he a microbiologist?” “Why, yes.” “It’s #tardigrade.” “This is the last straw. Last year it was nematodes,” said she and wept. #vss365

“I don’t know what you want, Lily. Please tell me. Do you want to continue? End it? Go to counseling? Not bother? Remain lovers? Just be friends? Live together? Live apart? Shall I stay or shall I go?” Lily thought for a moment. Finally she said “#Yes!” #vss365

I keep my father’s belt as a #souvenir of #home. Dad ruled the roost with a firm belief in punishment, taking the belt to us when we did something wrong. So today I am a good man. And so I use the same belt on my son; and he, God willing, will use it on his. #vss365

“#Train them young, before the age of 5, implant the knowledge of our skin, teach them save us from the scabrous intruders, the ugly and the stupid, the leechers who take all and give nothing, pray God to crush the vermin under heel.” So preached our pastor, my father. #vss365