tell her element

I walked in the really big room, books all over. In the corner alone was this woman; sheepish, skinny, but in her element I could tell. What was it about this woman that made a big wooden stamp come out of the sky and hit me right square in the forehead with the words in big red letters, "FUCKED" clocking me and knocking me down. One look at this woman made my freakin world-view change. I was afraid of her right away. What am I supposed to say to the woman who has just given me one huge fucking headache and a stamp to boot. I mean, I had no chance, none at all. When I found out who she was, well, that was it Jack. The whole Kitten Kaboodle began rolling down the mountains side toward the 47 Ford at the bottom. Moving on, I saw a woman today that showed me the way. LLc 98.2