Saturday, May 10, 2014

Animal Kingdom Butt Hair

Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  May 09, 2014
Revised:  April 19, 2020

ADULT LANGUAGE

Animal Kingdom Butt Hair


Pull on an Animal Kingdom butt hair and wake your stupid mother fucking ass up.
You mother fucker!
Ow, there you mother fucker!
Now, that’s not dude; that’s a different Animal Kingdom butt hair.

Now, that’s an elephant butt hair.

Play These Games in the Animal Kingdom

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  May 10, 2014
Revised:  April 19, 2020

Play These Games in the Animal Kingdom

That was no vision.  That was replay of my actions with a big gorilla and a hot service to go plate; because when I serve a hot to-go plate, it was a hot healthy service plate of bull crap that I served to the mother fucking Sheriff’s Station who caged my wild animal and my wild Animal Kingdom for a healthy line of bull crap which found it’s way into the Sheriff’s Station for whom held the keys to my cell and to the cages of my animal kingdom where I now hold the keys to the Kingdom of Heaven and the keys to the Animal Kingdom where I sit upon my lazy ass all day long and where I stand upon my two feet all day long, for before the doorways I welcome both tree people and pig people alike.  For, where I intend to play these mother fuckers for the fools they are. For, I will continue to play these mother fuckers for the fools until the day I return the keys to their rightful owners in the Kingdom of Heaven and to the owner of the Animal Kingdom.  For, my future is within the Garden of Eden with the Animal Kingdom where I sit and stand on my two feet all day long to provide a safe haven for all animals no matter how great or small, no matter how minute or microscopic; for all animals play these games with the tree people and the pig people, for they are the animal within the Kingdom of Heaven.  Where the Kingdom of Heaven is only a phone call away where we play these games with the Animal Kingdom with all other of these animal which sit upon their lazy asses all day long, or they stand upon all fours with the one who overlooks the safe keeping of these Animal Kingdoms’.  Where he resides and feeds the animals on a continual basis, where I now play these games in the Garden of Eden.

Friday, May 9, 2014

The Untold Story that I am Here to Tell

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  May 9, 2014
Revised:  April 19, 2020


ADULT LANGUAGE

The Untold Story that I am Here to Tell


Honey, they are ignorant; they are ignorant; they are ignorant, Honey.  Oh, my God, please forgive their ignorance for they know not what they do.  For, they know not what they say.  For, they know not what they act upon.  For, they know not what they play with.  For, they know not what they are doing.  For, they know not what they are saying.  For they are only playing with their badge and gun.  For, they are here to serve and protect.  For, they are here to bear witness to the evidence that their Holy Father has sent his messenger back down to the gravel pit and came back to deliver a message to those who will listen and learn from those who came before them.  For, he is here.  For, he is here right before you; you do not receive him.  For, you do not see him for you do not hear him.  For, they are only blinded by their injustice and their ignorance.  He is here to bring you the story of Jesus Christ…

Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me?  He’s the messenger of Jesus Christ?

…land his disciple, Paul, and how they were persecuted by the Roman Empire, and by the Hebrew Synagogue, and how he was going to be crucified by the Roman soldiers.

Oh, my fucking God; Oh, my fucking God; he’s here to tell the untold story, oh’ my fucking God.  Id didn’t know there was an untold story; now, I know there was an untold story.  Now, I know my friend is the messenger for his Holy Father.  Now, I know; now, I know; now, I know; this is why he is here.

Sunday, April 27, 2014

My Coloring Book

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  April 27, 2014
Revised:  June 03, 2019


Let Me Tell You a Little Story about My Coloring Book
I took a pencil and I wrote my name upon a coloring book
The pencil was handed to me by a Wolf and Coyote
For, the pencil was delivered to the Wolf and Coyote by a Noble Eagle from the Kingdom of Heaven
As I prepared to sign my name, I took the pencil in my hand from the Wolf who delivered it to me and said, take the pencil
I took the pencil and said, the pencil is in my hand
A coloring book was opened so I could place my name upon the pages for which the Kingdom of Heaven would contain my story
As I stood there pondering in thought; I signed my name, USNdaddy, upon the book for which my stories would be told
I signed my animal kingdom’s names, Scrabble and Binxy, and Binxy and Scrabble
I also signed another animal kingdom name, Redsagittarian; inside the Animal Kingdom, this is where Scrabble, Binxy and Redsagittarian would play these games
After signing my coloring book with the pencil which arrived from the Kingdom of Heaven, I hand the pencil back to the Wolf; the Wolf went running back to the Coyote
As the Wolf went running back to the Coyote, where the animals could imprint my signatures upon the coloring book
For, my coloring book resides upon a table and not on the gravel pit
For, my coloring book does not reside upon a bookshelf
My coloring book sits upon the table in front of me
For, the coloring book sits upon a silver table cloth, just before and where the silver candelabra is placed at the center of the table
For, when it comes to Easter, I light a candle from time to time
For, when it comes to remembrance of me, when it comes to remembrance of you
And, when it comes to remembrance of God, I light another candle from now to eternity to illuminate the hearts within my home and within those that came before me
My coloring book is open to many who turn the pages within
With Binxy and Scrabble, Starwalker Amun Scherber, an Eagle, a Wolf, a Coyote and a horse called Wonder at the table
They take time to read a chapter and a verse from time to time
For each chapter and verse are full of true and vivid color
For, the true color is draw upon the pages bring to life the character of the man and woman
As they view the pictures upon the pages of the coloring book
They all tell a story of BinxyScrabble, USNdaddy, Starwalker Amun Scherber, ScrabbleBinxy and Redsagittarian Red with Sagittarian
Upon conclusion of each chapter or verse, they take time to reflect upon the pages of the faces that stand before them
For each face that stands before the Animal Kingdom is an animal that holds a piece of my coloring book
For, my coloring book has been joined with another coloring book
For, each of these coloring books hold a silver lining
For, if they did not hold a silver lining, they were covered in Navy blue with iridescent pages, with red, white, blue and a Stars and Strips bookplate and inner lacing, and with green florescent page edging
These coloring books hold a chapter and a verse which reside upon a leaf
So, as they open and close the hard coverings for which hold a leaf of true color
For each picture and for each face holds a story for which my coloring book resides
As we stand before each other and our God, we bear witness to the man called USNdaddy
We bear witness to God about a man named Jesus
We provide testimony to each other about USNdaddy, Jesus and God himself
So, when we stand and greet each other, we extend our head, our hearts and our hands
When we reflect upon these individuals, we sit upon all fours with our knees and toes to the floor
We open a coloring book, we read a chapter or verse which tells a story about who we truly are
We close this coloring book, we bow our heads, and we place our hands together; for we are together in this
As our heads are lowered, a halo is placed upon our heads
For, we are the children that saved the world
For, we are the animals who saved the world
Now, we take time to say a little prayer;
For, my prayer is for me
Now, we take time to say a little prayer;
For, I say a little prayer for you
For now, I ask for my forgiveness as you ask for mine
I reflect upon my transgressions; for you reflect upon your sins
I tell You a little story, how I truly love You
For, You and He are the ones who save us from our ignorance and transgressions
As I sit here kneeled upon the floor by my bedside table
I close my story with the word, that were passed down a long time ago
For, these words can be found within our coloring books

For, this word is, Amen

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Chapter 08: Close of the Evening from Inside Sagittarian's Home

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  April 19, 2014

Chapter 08:  Close of the Evening from Inside Sagittarian's Home



Intro:  I had to move this Page to a Post listing due to there are a bunch of Ignorant Mother Fuckers out there that don't know how to read a blog.  They think that you only have to submit a posting every fucking day.  What they don't fucking realize is that you set your own posting ratio?  Due to the length of my postings they do nothing but bitch inside 9-1-1 Riverside County Sheriff's Department.


Scrabble, where did we leave off in Daddy's story; I was busy eating dinner?

What do you mean Binxy; I was eating dinner too?  "I'll ask Daddy in a little bit," Scrabble tells Binxy, as he rushes to the backdoor.

As I'm finishing my dinner Scrabble sits at the backdoor waiting and just staring outward with an occasional look over his shoulder looking back at me, then glaring back out the large glass pained door awaiting the nearest tree.  As Binxy approaches Scrabble at the back door, he asks, "Scrabble do you need to go outside; I do?"

Looking at, Scrabble utters out, "Binxy, it's raining out there, just like cats and dogs."

It is, Scrabble?

Just look out there Binxy.  Are you sure you want to go out there; that's a lot of water Binxy?

Yes, I'm sure Scrabble; I really need to go.

Okay, okay, Binxy; I'll go with you!

Scrabble runs back to the living area and says, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, it raining outside will you bring me a towel?

Me too, Daddy, Binxy hollers out!

      "Okay, boys, I'll be right there.  Here you go, let me open the door for you both first."

      "Scrabble..., you don't have to look at me like that."  With that inconsolable look upon his face, I open the rear entry door, and as Binxy tries to squeeze between the door and Scrabble in a scurry.

Scrabble rushes outside urinate on the Tree People after Binxy had cut him off at the opening at the doorway.  Before Scrabble stops at the tree, the bushes, and even the rose bushes to water and defecate upon them; Scrabble pursues Binxy outside in the yard to give him a playful swipe on the derriere because Binxy cut him off at the pass.  Binxy then scurries off before Scrabble can take him down for the tackle.  Binxy then proceeds to run off to the sanded dirt area in the back alley where there is plenty of soft soil and sand supporting the "bushes and shrubs" to urinate and defecate on the Pig People.


Scrabble is the first one to scurry back inside after getting his backside wet.  As he runs back up to me where I'm sitting on the sofa, he begins to shake is lil' ol' twenty-five pound muscular body.  Needless to you, if you haven't had a dog, the was sopping wet and had the happiest of smiles upon his face.  While I'm toweling down, here comes the puttie-cat.  He is just sopping wet and worse off than Scrabble.  Nothing like having to chase Binxy around the house to get him toweled off.  I think he was teasing me about asking for a towel, or was he asking for the towel for Scrabble?  What was Binxy thinking?  He's a bit antagonistic when it comes to playtime.  "Binxy, you are soaking wet; come here," as I finish toweling of Scrabble! 

Scrabble feeling frisky after being outside in the rain and toweled off, loves to play tug-of-war by snatching the end of the towel and dragging it across the room for me to chase after him.  He pauses and waits to see if I'm going to grab the other end of towel or chase after Binxy to wipe him down.  So, I take a few minutes to play tug-of-war and wrestle with Scrabble myself.

Now that he is dry and all wound-up, he exclaims, "Binxy, I'm going to get you!"  They both proceed to do a few laps around the furniture before the big tackle.

Binxy pauses and stalks Scrabble behind the loveseat and to catch Scrabble off guard.  Just as soon as Scrabble stops and looks at me, Binxy comes out from behind the loveseat, and swipe right across Scrabble's backside with his paw and ready for another few laps around the house; back-and-forth to the Guest bedroom through the kitchen, to be Master bedroom, and back to the living room, then around-and-around the coffee table before I can get a hold of Binxy to dry him off.

Scrabble jumps back into my lap while I'm on the sofa all in a pant, and as Binxy runs past my feet I bend down with the towel to snatch him up and dry him off.  "Binxy, now I got you; it's your turn!  Now I can dry you off.  You are soaking wet; I'd thought with all that exercise you would dry off by now."

"Oooo..., Binxy; you are all fluffy," Scrabble utters!

      Scrabble you are right.  You boys sit down and relax now that your bellies are full, and you had your exercise.

"Exercise," Binxy exclaims loudly!  "What do you mean exercise?"  "We are just wrestling like they do on the television show, 'WWW'."

Binxy, what do you mean, Worldwide Wrestling?  We watch Animal Planet!

In unison, "Daddy, turn on the television to 'Animal Planet'!"

Scrabble leaps upon on the sofa and looks at me solemnly waiting for me to part my legs, and replies, "Daddy, can I lay down here?"  "Blanky, please!"

Binxy pounces on the sofa , right there behind him, waiting for Scrabble to bury himself and get comfortable between Daddy's legs; and utters out, "Scrabble, lay down already, I'm waiting to get comfy too."

As both boys settle in and on top of the blanket and underneath it, Scrabble wiggles and rests his chin on the interior side of my knee; all the while Binxy is right there behind him on top of the blanket.  Needless to say, they are both there to keep their Daddy warm on the cold rainy day.  "Okay, boys, here's 'Animal Planet'!"  "Are you both comfortable?"

"Scrabble, you comfy," Binxy asks.

As Scrabble lets out a big huff of breath as he finishes settling in, "I am Binxy, thank you."  "How about you?"

"I am, but I could use a warm bowl of milk, Scrabble," as he looks up at Daddy with his head halfcocked and turned upside down.

"Binxy, how about some warm milk before bedtime?"

"Okay, Daddy," Binxy replies as he rests his chin upon the blanket which covers Scrabble's hip.

"Binxy, Binxy, 'Animal Planet', Scrabble shouts out with an excited tone in voice as his body is just collapsed upon mine.

      "Here you go boys," as I scratch their backsides in the loving manner they are accustomed too.

"Oooo..., Daddy, " Scrabble and Binxy reply.

"Okay, Scrabble, quiet, 'Animal Planet', Binxy responds.

Peace and quiet settles in the house except for the roars of the hippopotamuses on the television.  Shortly, thereafter, I hear the snores from underneath the blanket, and the purrs of Binxy knowing that they are both "in a safe place" curled up inside Daddy's lap.

Chapter 01: Tree People and Pig People

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  April 19, 2014

Chapter 01:  Tree People and Pig People

Intro:  I had to move this Page to a Post listing due to there are a bunch of Ignorant Mother Fuckers out there that don't know how to read a blog.  They think that you only have to submit a posting every fucking day.  What they don't fucking realize is that you set your own posting ratio?  Due to the length of my postings they do nothing but bitch inside 9-1-1 Riverside County Sheriff's Department.

Binxy and Scrabble talk with USNdaddy about
Tree People and Pig People, who think they are
Playing a Mother F*n Game!     
They “think” these games are played
with User ID’s and/or Badge Numbers!

What are User IDs and/or Badge Identification Numbers?

Well, Scrabble, a User ID is a form of Username that we use these days to log onto a computer to identify ourselves.  You could say that it a Nickname that individuals use…like Daddy’s, he is USNdaddy; but just Daddy to us.

That’s right, Binxy!

A Badge Identification Number is an Officer-of-the-Law’s Badge Identification Number to identify them to Fellow Officers, Deputies, Patrolmen and Citizens and Patrons; this is why they apply to an Academy to earn their Badge to uphold the Law, their “Contractual Oath-of-Office, and that of the United States Constitution.  Daddy’s going to talk about this in the near future and how they took advantage of one singular individual.

Thanks, Binxy!

Who are the Tree People and Pig People in this Mother F*n Game?

Binxy, I know who they are! 

Daddy says, that for every person that has harassed him since October 2011 in these Mother F*n Games he is going to mention their name or UserID, Badge Number, and/or their name from the US Government Office.

Why are you asking me about their Badge Number, Binxy?

Well, because, as an Officer-of-the-Law such as the Riverside and Indio Sheriffs, Palm Springs Police Department, and even our US Government (e.g., US Military Serviced Members), they have played a Game called, “The Man Who Played the Fool”!

And, as Daddy says:
“Be careful What You Say and Do”,
Because if you are NOT; then
“Be Careful What You Do and Say!”

Or

“Be careful What You Say and Do”,
 But yet,
“Be Careful What You Do and Say!”


And as the Holy Bible describes this game of The Man Who Plays the Fool, we read Binxy:

Scrabble, Daddy’s no Bible Thumper though but this God’s reference about the men and women that are the fools.

As, Scrabble reads:

(Ref:  Proverbs 10:13-23 King James Version)
13  In the lips of him that hath understanding wisdom is found: but a rod is for the back of him that is void of understanding.
14  Wise men lay up knowledge: but the mouth of the foolish is near destruction.
15  The rich man's wealth is his strong city: the destruction of the poor is their poverty.
16  The labour of the righteous tendeth to life: the fruit of the wicked to sin.
17  He is in the way of life that keepeth instruction: but he that refuseth reproof erreth.
18  He that hideth hatred with lying lips, and he that uttereth a slander, is a fool.
19  In the multitude of words there wanteth not sin: but he that refraineth his lips is wise.
20  The tongue of the just is as choice silver: the heart of the wicked is little worth.
21  The lips of the righteous feed many: but fools die for want of wisdom.
22  The blessing of the LORD, it maketh rich, and he addeth no sorrow with it.
23  It is as sport to a fool to do mischief: but a man of understanding hath wisdom.

Scrabble let me read this version:

(Ref:  Proverbs 10:13-23 New Live Edition)
13  Wisdom is found on the lips of him who has understanding, but a stick is for the back of him who has no understanding.
14  Wise men store up learning, but the foolish will be destroyed with their mouths.
15  The riches of a rich man are his strength, but the need of the poor is what destroys them.
16  The pay earned by those who are right with God is life, but the sinful are paid by being punished.
17  He who listens to teaching is on the path of life, but he who will not listen to strong words goes the wrong way.
18  He who hides hate has lying lips, and he who talks to hurt people is a fool.
19  The one who talks much will for sure sin, but he who is careful what he says is wise.
20  The tongue of those who are right with God is like fine silver, but the heart of the sinful is not worth much.
21  The lips of those who are right with God feed many, but fools die for want of understanding.
22  The good that comes from the Lord makes one rich, and He adds no sorrow to it.
23  Doing wrong is like play to a fool, but a man of understanding has wisdom.

“Daddy, what does this mean,” the boys shout out with a bit of confusion?

Scrabble and Binxy, this means that all of the individuals that have “Played USNdaddy as the Fool” are truly the Fools themselves.  It takes, not just one man to play the fool; but it takes many men to play one man the fool.  Just as it happened two thousand years ago.

Who are the Tree People are:

There are various ways to describe the Tree People; here are a couple variations that Daddy told me about, Binxy:

One way to describe the Tree People are:

As animals, we see them from the ground upward standing on two feet…well, those that do stand on two feet.  (Chuckling)

And, another is as an Officer-of-the-Law or US Military Service member; they wear brown and green uniforms from time-to-time.  Some wear other colors; however, our Desert Deputies wear these colors while on duty.

…or, did you say Dooty, Scrabble? (Smirking)

Who are the Pig People are:

Pig People are different than Tree People, Scrabble; they too can be described a little differently:

As trees grow beneath our feet, we have pigs that have soiled our pens and lawns.  If we think back to a time period as to when our Law Enforcement was referred to as PIGS,” not to be confused with the “Bay of Pigs;” we begin to understand how our culture has changed.  So, PIGS are pigs, and individuals are individuals who sometimes like to play as pigs; do NOT get them confused with those PIGs residing inside a heritage of Law Enforcement.

When we address our alleged Fellow Officers, be assertive…not, aggressive; and above all, ask plenty of questions where they insert reasonable suspicion of guilt pointed your direction.

Don't forget Scrabble and Binxy to wear your waders;
There is going to be a lot of PIG manure to wade around in!
These pigs live in a "World of Mud!"

A secondary way to describe Pig People is to find them on the Internet.  They can be found under various websites; which our supposed Law Enforcement and US Government lacked to due until USNdaddy stepped in.  Believe it or not, some of our Law Enforcement and US Government members exist on these sites as well; even for cash.  (Names to be introduced later)

It’s time for dinner boys!  Let’s go eat, Daddy states.

“Yeah,” Binxy and Scrabble bellow out!
“Time for biscuits,” Scrabble states!

“Time for treats,” as Binxy wrestles Scrabble to kitchen.

“Daddy, by the way, what does USNdaddy mean,” as the boy wait for their dinner?

It stands United States Navy Daddy; that should help those that don’t quite understand or know what the acronym USN is.  I’ve been going by USNdaddy ever since the year 2000.

Scrabble says, right before he grabs his biscuit, “That’s an awfully long time don’t you think, Binxy?”

“It sure is, Scrabble,” as Binxy strolls around Daddy’s legs.

Chapter 07: Daddy's Departure from Las Vegas

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  April 19, 2014

Chapter 07:  Daddy's Departure from Las Vegas

Intro:  I had to move this Page to a Post listing due to there are a bunch of Ignorant Mother Fuckers out there that don't know how to read a blog.  They think that you only have to submit a posting every fucking day.  What they don't fucking realize is that you set your own posting ratio?  Due to the length of my postings they do nothing but bitch inside 9-1-1 Riverside County Sheriff's Department.

Daddy's Departure from Las Vegas

I had just relocated back from Las Vegas, Nevada to Palm Springs where I needed to seek out living arrangements; not discerning where I was going to end up, I sought refuge with the Veteran's Administration located in Loma Linda, California knowing that they would be able to assist me with a place to lay my head and weary body.  You know, the knowing of where you are going to end up, on the street, in a loving home with friends or family, in a church, your car, the park overlooking the sunset, or in a homeless shelter where there are two or three square meals a day...if you are lucky enough to conquer the environment.  What is you environment like?  Are you left with the unknowing?  Or, are you fortunate enough to have a roof placed over your head?  What is it like for you?  The unconsciousness, the naïve, the lack of drive to put forth yourself into the unknown creates a stillness and deficiency of spirit.  Unknowingly, I went forth into my own unknown future; hesitating what waits ahead knowing I arrived into Loma Linda carrying two duffel bags worth two weeks' worth of clothing weighing fifty pounds, including the necessary records of who I am to identify myself.

You are probably wondering why I had to move away from Scrabble and Binxy, my two ever-loving animal kingdoms.  We all know that our animals provided us with an unconditional love.  They only ask us in return to be loved back with either a roof over their head, a pillow to lie upon, a place to lay their weary chins, or maybe it's their next meal, a biscuit or treat...maybe it's a place to play and run about, or just a warm place to rest their heads upon your lap.  I believe it is the companionship that they ultimately are searching for in a partnership with a human or a fellow playmate.  Isn't that what we are all ultimately search for?  Mine animal kingdoms are highly cherished.  I would spoil them to the point they would lay next to or on top of Daddy; I would scratch their bellies, chins and ears.  Scrabble would start grinning if would scratch is his tight and slender behind, or he would place the biggest smile upon his face as I would rub his chest causing him to smile from town-to-town .  Binxy would extend his head and lap the air when his furry backside was scratched; he would even reach up and nip at my wrist in a loving manner when I would rub and pet his belly, or grab at my head when I blew it making belly sounds.  Then again, he also would put a smile upon his face that could be shared from town-to-town.


So, Daddy, why did you leave Las Vegas, like singer Sheryl Crow wrote about, "Leaving Las Vegas," Scrabble and Binxy inquire?

Boys, Daddy left Las Vegas due to you other Daddy, Brian, and I were separating for good.  What he couldn't face is when the man he dedicated his life to did something differently than he did.  He drank alcohol and used various forms of narcotics ever since he was a teenager; but, when is partner, Daddy, was using a different type substance, Brian could not face that he was seeing a different individual, stronger and more confident.  This was also due to that Daddy's life was changing dramatically.  You boys must understand that Daddy has always been an independent soul; and that Brian was also co-dependent, relying on other to do something with or organizing and leading the crowd.  Don't take me wrong, he is confident in his right; it's just, we started growing more-and-more apart since our intimacy was growing more-and-more estranged.  When it came to drugs, I can only image that it was okay for him to use a substance by himself, but not okay for his partner to the same.  Our agreement back in 2006, once Daddy found out the truth about him using narcotics several years earlier within the beginnings of the relationship, was that we would use them together; but this did not stop him, when he may have been out with others.

Brian, is a very giving and loving individual; he taught Daddy about understanding how to not hurt another individuals feelings when Daddy speaks to them.  Daddy was known to be taken the wrong way when I spoke to others.  Some thought I was rude, harsh, stern, or arrogant; what they did not understand is that Daddy's higher education level, professionalism and lack of after working hours socialization made it appear so.  What others may not have seen, and Brian did, is that Daddy is a fun-loving and free spirited person as is he.  You could say that we are both professional in our own careers, and still loving being dorks together.  Our similarities in our lives together ran the same direction.  Our directions now run differently.

As you boys know, Brian and I always had different schedules due to our employment types.  He in restaurant management, and Daddy's in project management.  Daddy always toiled on the day shift, and Brian would labor the swing shift.  Daddy always supported him in whatever his endeavors were, as he did I.  Always, we both took great care for each other no matter what occurred, almost losing a house to being out of a job on several occasions until that April of two-thousand and twelve.  As I started to grow further away from him, I found that my life was ever-changing in a way that I did not quite comprehend, understand or even expect!  I was growing more-and-more psychically gifted not recognizing this is who I would become today.

Daddy, Binxy asks, "Is that because you were suffocated in Sagittarian's house?"

Scrabble replies, "Binxy, of course, that's what Daddy was talking about; when Officer John Hamilton and Sagittarian laid upon his backside to have sexual intercourse causing his suffocation."

That's right boys!  Very good!

"See, Scrabble, I told you we'd remembered", as Binxy tackles Scrabble in a playful mood.

"Daddy, you keep talking.  I'm going to get you Binxy," as the boys continue to wrestle on floor and chase each other around the house!