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| Maybe you can help me. You see, some asshole's got my voodoo doll. They don't stab a needle through my feet or hands. They don't jab at my eyes or make me jerk around like a marionette. I think that they have very carefully removed the stitching from the seams and pulled out my little stuffing heart. Sometimes they drench it in cold water, sometimes hot. Sometimes they drop it out a very high window. I am begining to suspect that they even occasionally swallow it and days later dig it out from the other end only to carefully wash it off and put it back so that I feel fine for a week or two. Then it's -POP- back out the window. It's unbearable. If you happen to see someone with my voodoo doll, email me. I really want that thing back. | |||
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