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Tuesday, November 23, 2004


Not for the faint of heart

See that cute little tyke over there on the sidebar?  The one who's not impressed with Parcells or Patterson, either? (grin)

I've never made it a secret what I think about his mother.  But I've also never made it a secret that I'm happy she didn't abort him, or pull an Andrea Yates on him.

Because if she had done something like this to him, I'd be writing this blog from a prison cell, serving a looooooong sentence for what I'd've done to her.

(Guys, if you don't want to be sick at your stomach, back out now.)



















Covered in her daughter's blood, Dena Schlosser sat in the living room of her apartment listening to the hymn "He Touched Me."

"Shackled by a heavy burden/'Neath a load of guilt and shame/Then the hand of Jesus touched me/And now I am no longer the same," the beginning of the hymn goes.

Ms. Schlosser is heard humming along on a 911 recording as she answers a telephone call from an emergency dispatcher about noon Monday.

"I cut her arms off," the 35-year-old said in a quiet voice about her 10-month-old daughter, who later died. She tells him the baby is unconscious and isn't breathing.

Paramedics found the baby in a crib in a bedroom. Her arms were severed. The child died at Medical Center of Plano.

Ms. Schlosser, who was diagnosed with postpartum depression during a Child Protective Services neglect investigation early this year, was charged with capital murder Monday afternoon.

I don't have anything to say.  I can't come up with words that describe what I'm feeling.

Save for this:  I don't give a flying fuck  whether or not this bitch is insane.

The needle is too good for her.  This is one case where a doctor versed in partial-birth abortion procedures could be put to good use.  Scissors in the back of this monster's head, a vacuum tube to suck out the fecal matter between her ears.

And that's after  we've chopped off both her arms.  And  her legs.  And  beaten every last ounce of shit out of her with a Louisville Slugger™.

And all that still  wouldn't rise to the level of what she did to that sweet, innocent girl.

Y'all excuse me now - I have to go throw up...

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