Yesterday while shopping I admired a woman's derriere.
I then went dow the road and bought three girls who had been living in
a commune.
Then I went home and became intimate with some fruit trees.
Pretty dumb of me to write these admissions--they have now become an
acknowledged part of my history.
Some of you may be even now praying for my miserable soul.
Thank goodness I am not running for office. Of course should I ever
become insane and do so I will note that these aberrations occurred
during my salad years.
By the way, all three of the girls are colored.
[Homestead] Unfit for office,
Gene GeRue, 04/14/2008