a shout out!

everyone needs to be appreciated. whether they are 2 or 102. let me just say that the rrw has got to send a personal thank you out to one of my brothers in god, mr kevin hunt.

let me preach on it.....

n...n...n...now just when you think people aren't paying attention, believe me brother, nothing in this small town goes unnoticed. i saw that good looking white boy, thanking him (k hunt) on our local morning t.v. show. it turns out that mr. hunt spent several weeks remodeling an old house to help raise money for a youth center at the local church. you see khunt works, with his brothers, for this construction company. ( i forget their company's name) But anywho, he took his valuable nights and weekends, and materials to actually rebuild this old haunted house, which in turn, raised $10,000 for our church's youth center. big deal, you say?? turns out that khunt and his entire family (plus son's girlfriend) also worked every night at the haunted house. damn.... that sound like a pretty decent fellow. did i mention his wife???? well l...l...l...let me just say, mrs. candice hunt couldn't be more loved by our community too. besides being music director for our vacation bible school , she also directs our church's easter and christmas' cantatas if you know either one, feel free to leave a comment for them here.
anywho, i remember it was the same hunt family helping out, when the community wanted the GUP ballpark brought back to life. uncountable hours and weekends for khunt. pretty impressive for someone that is not retired...especially when there are certain retirees (who should have all the time in the world) that sit around their house, typing on their blog, wondering at whom their pervert husband is peeping and waiting for a car to drive past their house so they can follow them and try to get a nose as far up the crack of an ass, as possible. "b...b...b...but i need to patrol my piece of land" (we've established... not a farm). wtf??? who are you? police academy five-citizens on patrol. if you feel so paranoid about your 600 feet of road frontage, then put your piece of shit truck in park, get out and pitch a tent. although i'd recommend you be more concerned about your 600 feet of ass frontage, and put your lips in park. but i digress, anywho enough about khunt, c. hunt and just plain ole' cunt.
peace out!

p.s. it does seem i have put your mind in park for you. which is another lesson for the younger sexual chocolates. when you stand up to a bully they usually fold like oragami.