"Gwendolyn is very loquacious."

I was in the third grade. My teacher, Mrs. McDonald, wrote an elegant note, in formal black ink on the bottom of my report card.   "Gwendolyn is very loquacious".

I read it, puzzled, I asked my "mother"; "LOQUACIOUS!? ....  What does that mean?"  "You talk too damn much!; was my mother's instant response."

Did I really talk too much? (Who could ever out talk my pathological lying, scheming, jealous, envious, "uncle toming coon"  of a "mother"?)

Strangely, most people still say I talk too much. Thank You! I do! And I shall proudly keep talking, keep telling,  on old nasty ass, demon possessed wo/men like my "mother".

Dead! Nasty! Stanking! Un-Repentant ! Sadistic! Root Working! Incestuous/Pedophiles,  expect no love from me! No cloaking! No silence! No contentment! No shame!

I'm proud to tell on you! PRAISE THE LORD!

REVERSE THE CURSE THAT LOW WHORE FOR sATAN PUT ON YOU! REBUKE THAT WHORE! SHUN THE VERY PRESENCE OF EVIL!

REJOICE!

IT IS ALL IN DIVINE ORDER!