Hellzapoppin Reminder: June 14 is coming right up! "I love the smell of martial law in the morning. It smells like victory."

 

Grandpa died last week

And now he’s buried in the rocks

But everybody still talks about

How badly they were shocked

But me, I expected it to happen

I knew he’d lost control

When he built a fire on Main Street

And shot it full of holes

Source: David Skelly

"Historical Symptomatology"

October 18 — November 5, 1918