Jill Y and I had one of our hourly arguments. I said I was better than her and she begged to differ. The begging didn’t stop there either. She said she was a better person than I was, that she had less contempt for the less brilliant than I had; that she could cry; that she knew her limitations; that she understood how magnets work; that her best friend wasn’t called Thirsty Dave; that her sense of humor wouldn’t see her end up in prison and this is all truth absolute. What she doesn’t know is that I recently learned to pray:
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4 thoughts on “Praying for an accident.”
Thirsty Dave would know what to do.
He certainly would and he would also have a drink while doing it!
Praying for an accident? God helps those who help themselves. As the tailgater, you could cause one. Imagine the whispers of thanks…
Thirsty Dave would know what to do.
He certainly would and he would also have a drink while doing it!
Praying for an accident? God helps those who help themselves. As the tailgater, you could cause one. Imagine the whispers of thanks…
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