He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.
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My thoughts were stacked in nice, neat piles. Then the brain dog ran through and scattered everything!
Now, I’ll never find that recipe.
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If I were forced to choose between receiving love or respect,
I’d choose peanut butter. Skippy, to be exact.
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Some Christians serve someone so weak, they don’t believe He can turn water into real wine.
You’re not one of those, are you?
If the one you serve is that ineffective, he’s probably not able to forgive you either, right?
What’s it gonna be Sparky? All or nothing?
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The difference between a storm cellar and a bunker is how much ammunition you put in it.
That’s what the police said, anyway.
You learn something new everyday.
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We serve a G-d who expects us to grow. Are you?
Maybe it’s your turn to do something.
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