Sunday, September 12, 2010

eat some fuck

not many know that i was once married to a biker. a mad, in your face, red headed, prick bastard aptly named...woodpecker.
he was laziness with tattoos and absolutley smitten with me and quite charismatic. we fucked and fought for 7 years and produced one beautiful daughter, though we didnt make it far past her birth.
we were insane coholips until her birth... and then i changed. it was instantaneous.
woody died a couple of  years ago. sj recieved word he was ill and in 6 months he was gone.
sj and i met for brunch last week. she says... oh yea, and hands me her phone.............. this is what i saw~~>
he was cremated after his death. his sister finally "brought him home" august 13th 2010. rip woody.

**eat some fuck was woodys favorite saying. he had it put on a tshirt in 4 inch letters and wore it to court on a federal weapons charge. (rogue bastard that he was in 1980) 56 unregistered weapons that were brought into the courtroom in a shopping cart. this charmed fucker did 4 months federal work release.