October 11, 2003

The Russelkin family

     “We have dinner with the Russelkin family today,” Elder Dilrod said.
     “The people in the dirty house with the fluffy white dog?” I asked.
     “Did you even look at the dog? It barely had any hair at all. Those were flees flying around it. A huge circus of flees.”
     As I walked down the path between the garbage filled hallways, I anxiously looked for the dog. Sure enough, on close inspection the dog only had a few patches of hair. There were the Russelkin family mesmerized by the glow from the television. It was like some type of sedative that made them oblivious of the filth they lived in. Nice entertainment system though.
     As we sat down for dinner, they pulled this tray out of the oven. Upon it were hamburger patties that were still red for the most part! My, I am not eating that!
     Tactfully I declined to eat as Dilrod gulped down the half cooked hamburger. I tried the lemonade and spit that back into the cup. How do these people live like this?


True story, but names were changed obviously. I was reminded of this incident when I read about the lady convicted of aiding in her son’s suicide.

Formated 10-12

Posted by Michael at October 11, 2003 09:18 AM
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Just FYI: It was the Russell family; Dilrod I think was Dillon Peterson's nickname that he didn't like to be called.

I figure I shouldn't use code names. Heck, if people get offended, it's their own fault for reading.

Posted by: Michael at October 20, 2003 08:34 PM