Lone Star Parson

Hide That Paten No clowns, no gender fluid priestesses, no goofy liturgical dancers, no progleft comsymp tomfoolery masquerading as Ch...

This small farming community managed, somehow, to survive last night's storm, and so did the neighbor's peacocks. Last ...

come on, move to Detroit! Last time we checked into Detroit my old friend Red had been putting rounds down range in the local crack ...