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“Oh my God! Dad, you’d better come look at this,” Mom screamed one day while she was doing the laundry.
Next thing I knew, Dad ushered me into the bathroom and ordered me to remove my jeans and underwear.
What could I possibly have done now? I wondered.
I figured another whuppin’ was a-comin’ and I had no idea why.
I was somewhat relieved, but totally confused,…..
Back in the States, hippies were making love, smoking pot, and protesting the Vietnam war. They would burn their draft cards and the American flag, while we were fighting and dying to protect the liberties they were protesting. They called us war-mongers and baby killers. We called them a bunch of draft dodging momma pussy boy cowards, who didn’t have the guts to defend the liberties they were…..
SHIT: Likely the most functional English word of all. Consider this:
You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit, and tell others to eat shit. There are lucky shits, unlucky shits, and dumb shits. There is horse shit and chicken shit.
You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, shoot the shit, step in shit, shit a brick, and better…..
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW! Someone shouted as I was walking through a shopping mall. “Yes, I can hear you…loud and clear,” I replied.
The person must had thought I was deaf because he walked a few feet further and shouted again, CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW! I then realized he wasn’t talking to me. Maybe he was trying to get in touch with God, because…..
…If there’s something strange in your neighborhood, who you gonna call? If there’s something weird and it don’t look good, who you gonna call?…Ghostbusters.
In the middle of one night, my wife heard a loud thump. She awoke to see a ghostly figure of a man standing next to the staircase. He was wearing a biker’s outfit with a yellow bandanna wrapped…..
Part Four: The Phenomenon… The answer?
One of the secret service agents handed me a bizarre-looking helmet and said, “Put this on.” “What the heck is this for?” I asked.
As it turned out, this was why the abductors had measured my head during the abduction in Oklahoma. The helmet had been prepared especially for this day.
“It’s to communicate with the abductors.”
I could feel…..
Press release An Abduction Revelation
In my books I used songs to inspire memories of my past. Life is but a series of events, much like an assorted box of chocolates, never knowing what may come next. How often a song reminds us of a person, a place, or a time in our lives. The Introduction song is “Welcome to my World”.
Won’t you come on in? Miracles, I guess, still happen now and then. Step…..
Welcome.
My name is Thomas L. Hay, author of The Comeback Kid, Memoirs of Thomas L. Hay, An Abduction Revelation: The Comeback Kid Returns, Abduction Revelation II, and The Abduction Chronicles.
I’m pleased to have you as a visitor to my blog. This project is very special to me, and I hope to share some of that excitement with you here.
I’ll be using this blog to interact with you about my books, expanding on some of the topics in…..
