In a very special 100 Words or Les Nessman, we look at a disturbing interpretation of an old photograph oin terms of an even more disturbing Father's Day tale.
He wasn't really her father. He was just some bum she'd picked up off the street.She did this every year - picking up a bum, washing him up, putting him in her father's old clothes, filling him with liquor, and then letting him sleep it off.
Hopefully, the bum would attack her. Just like all the others.
She'd scream "Happy Father's Day!" through the pain.
Exhausted, she would try to forgive him for it all. She needed this.
At sunset, she'd cut his throat and bury him in the back yard. Just like all the others.
And her father.
What's even more disturbing is that you're still listening to this stuff.
