[Tax-chick]

To the contrary, ‘if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head.’

When I fold my sons' laundry, instead of dumping it in a pile (like they would), I enjoy the thought of those burning coals.

[MNDude]

When I used to live in a retirement home, I remember if I would leave my clothes inside the washer, the old ladies would always take it out dry it and leave it folded in the basket.

[Billthedrill]

hen I fold my sons' laundry, instead of dumping it in a pile (like they would), I enjoy the thought of those burning coals.

Fiend!