Why do I want to be your president? Because goddamn it, I've earned it. Hell, I was an admiral's son, I didn't have to go to goddamn Vietnam, get shot down and deal with all those goddamn sadistic gook prison guards. No, I went because my prick of a father and his asshole of a father were goddamn admirals, for Christ's sake, and I had no choice but to pay off the poker bet I made with them and join the goddamn Navy. And after five years of eating goddamn rats and getting poked up the ass with hot bamboo sticks, then I gotta return to the states to a limping gimp of a wife who got herself fucked up in a car accident and got all fat on me? The cunt ended up with an ass on her the width of a Volkswagen, and after all I'd been through at the Hanoi Hilton, I was expected to come home and fuck that fat cunt? Hell, no! Then I met Cindy, who was hotter'n a two dollar pistol and her dad owned a beer factory. Why did I dump my fat ass first wife and get with Cindy? Bec...
like father like son. copping a feel, and so young. two christmas queens in a pod.
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"Getting His Word into the hands of everyday people would make the most sense for why God would choose common Greek as the Good News language." (emphasis added by me to show what a dipshit she is.)
God chose the language? Really?? Does she believe God is really the "author" of the Bible? Wouldn't there have been some kind of better way to phrase this, even from a christian standpoint -- such as "make the most sense for why God would choose to inspire a Greek-speaking writer with His word?"
Also, second best ever is where she says "Greek-on-the-street." That's going to be my new phrase. As in, "Hey, Franciso -- Greek-on-the-street today is you got your ass handed to you on the squash court yesterday."
That boy is so, so, so, confused.
Hopefully he won't be cast out of the family when he gets older.
Dale,
Heh-heh-heh (I don't LOL).