It, uh... wasn't actually a fifty. It was a buck and two quarters.
In that case, go get a burger and fries.
Mmmmm....fries....
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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It, uh... wasn't actually a fifty. It was a buck and two quarters.
In that case, go get a burger and fries.
Mmmmm....fries....
I wish I could be at F2f, but there is No Way again.
And What Will You Say When You Stand Before The LORD On Judgement Day?
Why didn't I have more sex?
I'm Bitch enough now that I read that and was like "At once, Plei?" But now I know you were speaking cumulatively.
Yeah. Total numbers. I think 3-5 is a perfectly good sample size for such things. It's not like you have to be a total ho to get the schooling.
Sumi, I hope the bad news gets better soon.
It was a buck and two quarters.
I call that An Outfit. (funny in my head...hope it translates.)
My God if I had one would be more upset at how much I laughed at the missionaries getting themselves killed then anything else i've done, I think.
I wish I could be at F2f, but there is No Way again.
Yeah. Me too.
I never heard of that Passion and Purity book.
I have heard the story of Jim Elliot's life and death though, and Elisabeth Elliot's return to the mission field there. I think it was when I heard their story, that I begged God never to call me to the mission field.
Why didn't I have more sex?
This is an important question, which we should all meditate on.
And then celebrate the Year of the Cock. Or if you're cock-averse, you can substitute as necessary.
I think 3-5 is a perfectly good sample size for such things.
Nuh-uh! Humans are far more variable than that.
sumi, much healing vibes to your friend's mother.
I am such a twelve year old. I keep giggling any time someone mentions the Year of the Cock.
hee hee hee hee