'If a sealed envelope on the table in front of you contained your age at death, would you open it and take a peek?'
Hell, no, it's one of the great mysteries of human existence. I might live to be a hundred; then again, I might just drop dead typing here on my key boa
"But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: for men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away, for his name is Obama."
posted on 07/31/2010 10:46:29 AM PDT
(The offences we give, we write in the dust; Those we take, we engrave in marble. J Huett 1658)
posted on 07/31/2010 10:59:33 AM PDT
That's right up there with Sungirl's last post. :)
posted on 07/31/2010 12:00:08 PM PDT
(Why is it that useful idiots remain idiots long after they've exhausted their usefulness?)
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