Normally the prisoners from Globe do the hard dirty work, but when the virus strikes the prisoners have to stay home. Guess who has to do the work when they are gone. The trail gang took on some nasty work cleaning brush from the campground. Desert brush is the worst in the world, even the thorns have thorns on the thorns. God was on crack when he invented, mosquito, flies, and cat's claw. Cat's claw is like razor wire that sticks to you. Whoops almost forgot cholla. They call that curse jumping Cholla. That nasty cactus seems like it jumps at you and wow can it stick you with needles. The damn needles will go right through tennis shoes. Anyway the gang was exhausted after a day of beating the brush into submission.
Yesterday's blog was about stingers. Woke up today to find a stinger published in the Fargo Forum. Praise be unto Jesus.
Kadizzle has been thinking a lot about becoming a crooked TV preacher. The pay is fantastic, and the benefits are unbelievable. Honest Omar who is the religious consultant for this blog suggested Kadizzle name his ministry words on the wind. That is because Kadizzle wants to sail west on Lake Sakakawea and bring Jeeeesus to the native Americans. Of course Kadizzle will need a ten million dollar sailboat to bring quality religion to the natives. The trick will be to get a list of dolts from the Republicans for the first mailing.
Now for a story. Once upon a time the Kadizzles were at a boat dock somewhere near Cape Hatteras. Kadizzle always likes to snoop around marinas. As Kadizzle walked the dock he was near a huge wooden sailboat. Without permission Kadizzle got on the boat and soon met the owner who was mean and rude. Kadizzle did pry out of him that he was an agent of Jesus. Kadizzle found out this man was living the dream of Words on the Wind. The man was bilking old ladies and using the money to "Bring Jesus to Africans". Apparently he was helping the Africans in North Carolina who came over as slaves.
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