Jesse Teller

Tag: DID

  • My Apocrypha 2: Goof on the Roof

    My Apocrypha 2: Goof on the Roof

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    Goof on the Roof was a Waynesville-St. Robert phenomenon. I’m not sure how many of you people remember this, you people who were there in ’89. It was in the paper, in the ads. There was commercial time bought from the radio station, KJPW. They played country, country & western, and me and Less always…

  • My Apocrypha 1: Intro

    My Apocrypha 1: Intro

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    Well, we haven’t done one in a while, so we’re going to do another blog blast. Here are some lost stories, violent, beautiful, and at times, hilarious, about things that happened in my life that don’t really fit in any category. I will be releasing one a day at 8:00 p.m. until they’re done. Now…

  • The Sin Eater 29: The Final Hand

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    The story I just told you is ugly, evil, and repugnant, and I tried not to tell it. I cared about my cousins and I didn’t want them to know what their dad was, because they had such a great relationship and he was such a good dad. Facebook will do that to you. It…

  • The Sin Eater 28: Foul Water

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    “Is this what they look like now?” I asked Grandma Mocking. It had been over two years since I had been back to Waynesville to see anyone, and I chose to start my attack here. “Yup, that is them. There is sweet Dewdrop and that is Ball’s Little Man. You would be so proud of…

  • The Sin Eater 27: Long Live the King

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    I sometimes wonder what Stone would have done. When we found out that Grasp was molesting children, when Stone found out Grasp was molesting his grandchildren, what would he have done? I do not know. I cannot say, but if he had made that call, things would have been different. In the face of pleasing…

  • The Sin Eater 26: Rabbits

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    “Just let me lay here for a minute. Trashy’s trying to make me scare everybody off. I just need to lay here long enough for her to leave. I don’t want everybody to leave. I want to be right here. On this bed. Next to you,” Artist whispers to Bekah. A floppy drunken hand plops…

  • The Sin Eater 25: There’s Lust in the Backwoods

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    I’m at home. Just got out of Pizza Hut and I have a full belly. No one around at all. Quiet, til he pulls up, and I hear Billy Joel. The door is open before the knock. He steps in and puts his hands on his waist and looks at his feet. “Get in the…

  • The Sin Eater 24: The King is Dead

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    No one ever to my knowledge touched his medicine tray. We all knew where it sat. There was a kinda wide hallway that went from the front of the house to the back. Off that hallway was the tiny bathroom. Right as you entered it, to the left sat a chest of drawers. On top…

  • The Sin Eater 23: Hand After Hand Part 3

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    I’m like one of those video games where your gun never runs out of ammo. It’s 5:45 a.m. but I’ve only been writing for seven hours. I will finish this story today. I do not yet see the end, but I can’t really do much more of this. This much ugly and this much evil…

  • The Sin Eater 22: Aunt Breezy Part 2

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    “She was at her mom’s the other day and I had a girl lined up,” Uncle Ball said. “Got a babysitter. Girl was only 15 but a piece of ass. I looked at her and smiled and said, ‘You sucking dick yet?’ She kinda squirmed a little and nodded. I wanted to see what she…