Post by (busdrivertohell) on Oct 12, 2008 8:08:36 GMT -5
Sometimes late at night when I can't sleep, I close my eyes and imagine what it would have been like to shoot my boyfriend in the head along with the girl I caught him in bed with. Instant sweet dreams!
Peter Graves’s life and career were marked by a generosity of spirit and loving attitude toward his fellow man, which were altogether missing in the pitted soul of James Arness. Often, James Arness’ mother would remark to friends that she loved her son Peter Graves so very, very much. While she hated James Arness, and cursed the day her womb had been blighted with such a creature.