While I realize my born again zealot readers would just LOOOOOVE to know that I've been consumed by California's mini-Armageddon, I'm here to say that I've still got a pulse.
Consumed by the flames of passion you are ... you can't hide it ... yet you are not swallowed up by them, the desire within your bosom radiates your intense fever in your writing, the vigor transmitted in your quill. Alas, I am drawn in by your inspiration and whirled into a lyrical frenzy.
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Jesus will find a way to smite your unbelieving ass some day. If it's not the flames then he'll figure out some way to get you to his bosom.
And I would just LOOOOOOVE to know that those "born again zealot readers" will eventually be consumed by their own flaming hatreds! I was going to say something about hoping they'd burn in Hell, but I don't believe in Hell, darn it!
Anyway...I am delighted to know that Katiekins is still pulsing and posting.
Ahhh, that's why you sounded like you were under water. You were dousing the roof to keep it from igniting. Seriously, nothing will happen, the spirit of Super Dog watches over you.
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Naked. While drinking bourbon.
Anyway...I am delighted to know that Katiekins is still pulsing and posting.