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DAVY

Famous figures time travel land in modern day UTOPIA
like Jack the Ripper in New York CITY mye big Appellate unaffordable.  
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 In March, 1836, Davy Crockett, with 139 others, was massacred at the Alamo. Usually, in battles, someone is left to tell the story, but the Alamo had no one. One hundred and eighty-seven men for eleven days withstood the Mexican army of the despot, Santa Anna. When the battle was done, all of the one hundred eighty-seven brave Americans, including Davy Crockett, lay dead on the ground; but with them also lay over two thousand Mexicans, who had died at their hands.
  
 Davy Crockett noticed the iron and steel glass buildings and he hung his mouth open in astonished horror at the size of them where is this place the man was lost just having come from the Central park time zone he stepped from his world into the twilight zone he went from the fields of Kentucky to the horror of New York City in one blink of dark increment. He had no idea he was being watched like a dark experiment the watchers had detected the time shift and sent the best watcher in New York to keep an eye on him.

 NEWSFLASHED Dateline New York: Questionnaire Question 1. Do you leave replies on people's blogs only to find them deleted when you refresh the page and gone? Question 2. Do you believe the people who made the blog do it to have fun? Question 3: Do you believe eye am an alien or a human?

News Bulletined Dateline New York FLASH: Davy Crockett was seen walking in Central Park south into the city of Nuevo York.  He was wearing his trademark Skunk cap??? Skunkskin hats must have been in style back then the coons were dying out. He looked just like a tall skinny man with a ridiculous THING upon his head. He was seen running back to the forest his seventeenth century senses were not suited for this millennium and oh by the way he was wearing almost nothing like an INDIAN does while trapping most people think of him like FESS PARKER but he mostly went hunting naked most people don't remember that about him.
Eye hope he made it back in time to his Rebecca she was so kind to all the poor Indians she always left her potatoes sacks on the porch the Indians stole them then they felt so bad they came back from hunting and left the venison she puts cucumbers from the Garden of Gethsemane into the salad shooting lettuce pray for bowls of gruel today and hope for DAVY to come home to old Kentucky where the salad garden was. The Skunk that old DAVY kilt to get his cap was white with a long black stripe he wore it to sneak up on prey in the forest and grab meat for the treat of Rebecca complete with a liner made from the tender undergarment parts of the small rodent that Hat was the trademark reason that Mike FINK was always trying to fist fight DAVY on the river.


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