More then one way to skin a cat… July 25, 2013 I came of age during the days of pocket bamboo… I can’t show any tattoos but I can introduce you to a few real life taboos….Known as the black widow… Countless tear stains monogram my pillow…For Christmas all the kids wanted G.I. Joes…I didn’t want any of those…I just wanted a portable typewriter…Grew up with a reputation as a crafty street fighter…Yet somehow I always knew I would end up being some kind a writer…All through school I was in love with typing class… None of my friends laughed they knew I was a troubled young man built to kick some ass… Destined for some measure of leadership…I strived to hide my bad penmanship…I guess all along I was simply setting the stage for a loyal readership…Fell short of mastering my fair share of institutional knowledge…Dropped out of college…Those were confusing times… Had a lot on my mind…Never been afraid of the places I laid or stayed…There have been times I’ve dropped to my knees and prayed... Here I am today…I’ve come a long way…and boy oh boy do I have a lot to say…I might even get paid from the life I made…There’s more then one way to skin a cat… My plan is too prove that fact…
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