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Today I am thankful for laughter.

I heard this song.

It made me giggle.

As a child, I had two nicknames;

Siegfred (because I reminded an aunt of the prankster in the All Creatures Great and Small novels or maybe because I'm not afraid to run with the big cats.....I don't remember now.....it probably had something to do with me hanging out with animals....)

-and-


heathen (because....I'm unapologetic).

Yeah......

The real truth of this is that...

  we are all heathens to someone!

I'm Pagan - I'm a heathen to Christians.

I'd say that Christians are heathens to Pagans.....but too many Pagans worship Christ.

I'm libertarian leaning - I'm a heathen to RINOS (Republicans in name only) and Demoncrats.

Liberal republicans are heathens to me.

Some people think all politicians are heathens.

Seriously.....

We are all freaks.....we are all crazy....we are all different.

Variety is the spice of life.

You know, the trick is finding people whose freakiness meshes well with yours.

Oh....

the psychopaths, they pretty much permeate about 1% of each group......

well, unless you're a dude in prison than your chance of lovin' on a psychopath rises to one in four....

so.....

Just stay away from the people that can't play well with others.

Remember.....a heathen is just someone who doesn't drink your favorite flavor of Kool-Aid!

Break down those walls!



Have fun discovering new forms of freaky.

Love ya lots,

S. 

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