Link please. I'm sorry but I had a lot of prayers in back log yesterday. I had to work in overtime up here. You kids ask me the darnest things today. In the 70s it was cars - now some girls ask me silicone tits.
Tis not. First of all thy God does not eat chips. The doctor forbadeth it. Although I enjoyed it with Holy Wine, after an eternity of abuse, thy God must be careful... These things can produce infinite farts.
God, I might agree with you, but since I cannot see you, I would say that the concept of you is controversial. Paz, Josie
Josie my daughter - I have only infinite love for you. Also a little bit of infinite lust for these nice titties of yours... BUT... Your titties are not the issue here. Thy heart must accept thy God. If only thy liver accepts, tis not enough. Although your intestines and pancreas can temporarily be acceptable, thy God hath this need to be within you. I doth not mean like those horny guys at school though - I mean Spiritually.
FINALLY God communicate efficiently with the mortals. It must be because computer technology is divine... Especially when the only way to have a divine relationship was the extreemly inefficient technology of prayer. Now individuals have access to the divine truths and can find enlightenment... Well that's good to know.
Father, I fear you are too late. At this point, thy must jump through hoops...but thy daughter is ever so comforted by thy father's love. And God, I had the distinct feeling that when thy created us in your image, thy added mammary glands in excess on thy daughters only... My complaint is this, God, thy giveth us these mammary glands and thy make us work so hard with them, yet thy giveth no working glands for thy sons. In fact, God, thy son's use thy daughters working glands as toys! God, thy is such a chauvinist male-like entitiy!! Paz, Josie
Actually some men still have mammary glands as well. Still working out some evolutionary kinks i guess.
Too bad we cannot put those men to work! Goes to show you the work force is never equal between the sexes... Paz, Josie