This is all in good fun, but folks would cry “domestic abuse” in this day and age.
When I think of Mary Wana, I think of hippies, not high school students in 1949. My bad.
Fun with intentional homicide!Uh-oh, bestiality! Mental illness was a laughing matter.
Hints of polygamy…
And the grand finale of I-Don’t-Get-Itness…a bowlegged sheriff fondling a cactus made of student’s heads, as a vulture flies overhead. Because that’s normal.