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Resindignations

April 5, 2013
Hay Ya’awl,
It is with great sadness and complete disimbelief that I even have to write this.  Today I’m forced to announce my complete and unconditional Resindignation of and from (fill in the blank).  After wiping out my life savings attempting to defend the little remnant remains of disindignation, humiliation, and miniscule irreputation I had left, from a year of full frontal assault disgustingly perpetuated relentlessly by hillbilly incestuous castigation of a hereditarily despised and disgustingly vile feline persuasion, I have anything but (fill in the blank) left.  Since some folk have been challenged somewhat, with their attempts at interpretation of my English castration, here is the transilliteration…..
I’ve finally had enough, have exhausted myself and all resources, and thus am publishing the cause as well as conclusion, to my recent series of completely unrelated coincidences of unfortunate events.  It’s nothing earth shattering or noteworthy, just the old familiar song of family tragedy and hillbilly sickness.  When an eldest sibling from a hereditarily dysfunctional and incestuous family looses the only person she could ever spin enough into loving such a manipulative web spinner and (fill in the blank) being, like nature’s version of the older sister the Black Widow, she strikes at the next available being, around which to spin her web.That just happened to be yours truly, her newly independent 2nd youngest brother, exploring his hard fought for and finally found, inner peace and freedom, away from the family dysfunction he thought, as far as he could get!

Her desperation and loneliness at the tragic death of her spouse and spun loved one, was quietly being spun into her new teary and toxic yarn, to create her web of misconception and deception in which to draw in collusion from the rest of family and my closest friends. That spun yarn of synthetic and toxic compassion, caused the death of my dog Blue, unleashed her desperate attempt at cover-up by sending my couch infestation known as Curtis, and is still being accompanied by the in-unison chorus of denial wrapped in sudden silence, coming from that web of what used to be my family and closest friends.

So in final resindignation, I write this (fill in the blank), for your contemplation, to make your own (fill in the blank) conclusion.  Here is the link to the final outcome and celebration of, the one year anniversary, of the death of me:

Happy Anniversary, Dearest Curtis! 

At least I get to witness the estate sale and (fill in the blank) of my(fill in the blank) life’s worth of accumulation.

If’n any uv Ewes is intristed in alittle memento, that is.

All remaining personal possessions will be tagged and (fill in the blank) as well, shortly.
Goodbye delusional dreams.
         one last peak before it’s
off and away from the last sunset…
Vagabond Ted
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