Wednesday, June 13, 2007
testimony to my innate goodness
I was sitting on the swing in my backyard resting between naps, heard the side gate open, and saw the neighbor woman come into the yard. "Have you seen a bag blow into your yard?" she asked.
I immediately thought of a couple of great smart ass answers to that question, but I didn't use them. See how nice I am? People misjudge me so often.
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It's a good thing that you don't believe in GOD. If you did, you would go to HELL for lying.
Where did you get that idea?
That picture looks like someone else's swing. And I should know...
The backyard swing is one of the best gifts we've ever received here. So far this year, it has gotten even more use than usual. I hope you won't quit trying to top it.
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