"I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians, Your Christians are so unlike your Christ"
.---Mahatma Gandhi

We really thought it was going to be a boring day. Annie Sprinkes, DOLS, D-cubed, Rev. Cal and The Rex Machine showed up and were faced with the typical smattering of antis included Dixie, Jeff, Karen and Sweaty Bob. Not much to keep us occupied.

Jeff started the day off by rebuking the clinic. The escorts asked if they could get a good rebuking but Jeff said he would only pray for them. Jeff had put a couple of signs up against the telephone pole but being a windy day they often got knocked down. Every time a sign fell over the escorts praised the lord for casting down a judgement upon the signs. This day the metaphorical god was on the side of the escorts but the non-existent being would not be the only one that day to agree with us.

With it being quite the windy day it wasn't surprising that other signs would get blown around. At one point Jeff, drunk moron, Herzog was too occupied screaming at the clinic doors to hold onto his sign. Through his negligence his sign blew onto clinic property by the feet of D-cubed and Annie Sprinkles. Not missing a golden opportunity to mock Jeff the two of them stood on the sign with no more consideration than someone would stand on a discarded crumpled cigarette box.

This made Jeff fly into a drunken rage. Rather than simply ask for his sign back which may have been returned if the escorts were bored with it he shoved Annie out of his way and from behind pinned D-cubed against the clinic wall. D-cubed's Tae Kwan Do training finally came in handy when he spun around and flipped Jeff to the ground to get the attacker off of him. Still lying on clinic property Jeff played injured. After about 15 seconds Dixie and Karen came outside from the faux clinic next door and claimed to see the entire incident (must be that X-ray vision).

Central clinic called the police, Jeff had just trespassed on clinic property and attacked two escorts without provokation, Karen called the paramedics. Being about a half kilometer away the ambulance arrived quickly and spent little time diagnosing Jeff's condition as frivilous and left. A newsperson from a local station came by and interviewed the antis and the police about what happened. Notoriously biased the media didn't even bothering asking the escorts their side of the story but the police were certainly interested.

The escorts side of the story is what you are reading here. The police came upon

the scene seeing Jeff lying on clinic property. So they didn't exactly buy Jeff's story of being attacked by escorts smaller than him. Some may attribute his poor story to the fresh bump on his head, those who know him will claim it was a pre-existing condition. Troy Newman arrived on the scene about 15 minutes after the incident occured telling the police what happened. Too bad the police saw him drive up. When Troy made threats towards the police and told them to arrest D-cubed they rolled their eyes and ignored him. After five minutes of standing in the cold Troy sat back in his warm car for the next 45 minutes glaring at the escorts.

Don't worry about Jeff, he's fine. After a few minutes he was back on his feet saying murder is a sin quoting the 10 Commandments. There is another Commandment in the Bible

Troy arrives 15 minutes later claiming to have seen the entire thing. Spends the rest of the afternoon glaring.

Book of the Day: Beyond Anger: A Guide for Jeff Herzog: How to Free Yourself from the Grip of Anger and Get More out of Life by Thomas J. Harbin

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