Only among the rich and famous do we find the strangest of people, who have total contempt and disregard for we fellow humans.Some will say that's how...they got to where they are, and throughout history, the horror stories of their cruelty is unparalleled, no wonder their sexual appetites remain supposedly un-quenched, most assumed celibate, for they never seem to mate throughout their lives, but I think we now know why, their sexual tastes and gratification are not normal.These women needed. “Mom, I promise to cook and clean as needed around the house, OK?” I said.“Sure thing, ‘Biscuit!” she responded, “I need to fill you with plenty of oats, so you can be rented out to stud!”I was hungry, so I had a triple helping of Cheerios with milk and Splenda. Candy encouraged me by saying, “Eat up ‘Biscuit – you need your strength.”Mom laughed as she cleared the table. “Now, are you two going to tell me about those paintings?”We took Mom out to Dad’s workroom.I turned to the next blank. He watched the coffee shop from the van, the engine idling. It was the Friday before the girl’s vacation, almost 8:00pm. She would be off in minutes. He watched the coffee shop door anxiously. No matter how many times he did this, he still got nervous just before it went down. Finally the door opened and Kristin emerged looking lovely as ever. She was a small girl, probably not much more than 5’2” and barely a hundred pounds. She was wearing a pair of running shorts and sneakers that showed. Dorothy looked up at him,"Hello my name is Dorothy Gale and I was wondering...", but before she could finish the man spoke."I know who you are, when you kill a witch word gets around. My name is Ku-Klip but you can call me Klip"."Pleasure to meet you Klip. So what do you do here."He looked down at his anvil and the sheet and looked back,"I fix the tin soldiers of Oz and all other mechanical men and women who come to seek my help".She smiled with glee,"Do you know my friend The tinman"."I know.