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Wolf Rider with Buffy Saint Marie
by Ernie Harris
Take a
closer look. Based on a song, 'Starwalker', a mysterious orb hovers next to Buffy Saint Marie as she's signs autographs
on her lastest CD/DVD 'Running for the Drum' at the Rogers Centre Pow Wow festival in Toronto. I took this picture
of her when she was there and when I examine all the pictures from the event, I notice an object next to Buffy. I remember a song from her CD, 'Coincidence And Likely
Stories,' which the song goes: 'Wolfrider, she's a friend of the ORBS, you seen her opening doors. She's a history turner
and a sweetgrass burner, a dark soldier.' This was to me, a blessing from the spirit world. Orbs are well known in the Native
American and Canadian Aboriginal story legends. They were known the some upper plains northwestern tribes as star
people. You can check out a couple of youtube.com videos of the event. Just search: Toronto Rogers Centre Pow Wow.
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True Stories about Art
by Ernie Harris
There
was a young 11 year old boy sitting on the train tracks playing with his, 'you know what'. Art Zoccole was walking by and
saw what the boy was doing. He said, “What'cha doing kid? The boy said, I'm playing with my yoyo. Your yoyo said Art.
“Yeah,” the boy said, it goes up and down and right now, it's up, do you want to go down?
Art
Zoccole picked up this little mexican boy hustler and went to a motel. Art said, I'm gonna eat your asshole deep inside you
little bitch. But the mexican boy had eaten two very spicy tacos and three glasses of milk which gave the boy major stomach
acid reflux. The boy couldn't go to the bathroom because he was on his back and his legs was spread apart. He told Art to
open his mouth wider and as he did, the boy spurted out diarrhea down his throat.
Art
had brought his adopted son to start his first day in sunday school with three other boys. The sunday school teacher said
to the first boy and said, 'What is your name young fella, the first boy said, my name is Jimmy. The teacher asked the second
boy and said, 'And what is your name kiddo, the second boy said, my name is Sam. The teacher asked Art Zoccole's adopted son,
and said what is your name little boi. And he said with a very deep voice, my name is Art Zoccole Jr. Oh my, why do you
have such a deep voice? She asked. The boy said, 'well, it's like this, I was born without a mother to nurse on her tities
so I had to suck on my daddy's dick.
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