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David J. West writes dark fantasy and weird westerns because the voices in his head won’t quiet until someone else can hear them. He is a great fan of sword & sorcery, ghosts and lost ruins, so of course he lives in Utah with his wife and children.
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10 comments:
Hilarious! Where do you find such things?
In my travels between Hyborea, the Undying Lands and the Kwik-E Mart.
there's probably someone who is wishing for death by meteor.
I'm a fan of the house with the gun sign on it.
Love the first sign. I can't believe how many of these you how. They're awesome!
Thanks everyone.
You're probably right Charles, sobering thought. When I was 15 a forest fire was threatening to take our town and I found a journal of a girl in my class (she left it in the park) and her final entry was a prayer for the fire to take the town she hated.
Such a lovely weirdness to your blog! I laughed at the first and last ones.
Thanks Terry, I seek to entertain.
Hahahaha. Funny!
Thanks Angie.
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