The truth is often a terrible weapon of aggression. It is possible to lie, and even to murder, with the truth.
I was raised in the greatest of homes... just a really great dad, and I miss him so much... he was a good man, a real simple man... Very faithful, always loved my mom, always provided for the kids, and just a lot of fun.
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