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my grandfather was a sweetheart he died in pain at home at the age of sixty six with a colostomy bag hanging while his wife, my grandmother, made him work in those fields all morning long one night he got home- drunk to: 'where were you, you drunk fool?' he slapped her back in the time hitting a woman was the thing to do she didn't forget, forty years later she hasn't forgot, that drunk slap the expression: 'vengeance is better served cold' was first spoken by a man and performed by a woman
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Mar 27, 2021
Mar 27, 2021 at 7:19 AM UTC
grandfather
my grandfather was a sweetheart he died in pain at home at the age of sixty six with a colostomy bag hanging while his wife, my grandmother, made him work in those fields all morning long one night he got home- drunk to: 'where were you, you drunk fool?' he slapped her back in the time hitting a woman was the thing to do she didn't forget, forty years later she hasn't forgot, that drunk slap the expression: 'vengeance is better served cold' was first spoken by a man and performed by a woman
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Mar 27, 2021
Mar 27, 2021 at 7:19 AM UTC
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