And finally, I had reached the apex of primordial psychoses – staring at my evil father as he lay passed out drunk on his ancient paisley patterned Sears & Roebuck couch. I sneered wicked at him – superglue in one hand and a finely honed straight razor in the other. Before I committed this deleterious act of venomous hatred, memories of woeful affliction glissaded betwixt my sadistic thoughts. I remember what you did father. I remembered Halloween night 25 years earlier…
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