"For when dreams increase and words grow many, there is vanity; but God is the one you must fear." Eccelesiastes 5:7
Okay so maybe it was the nitrus oxide, but today, sitting in the chair getting two teeth drilled and filled with the smell of decay in the air was more tolerable than listening to this hot air...
Did you ever think a meeting with the head of British Petroleum might be the route to take over the expertness of shrimping captains? As of yesterday, this was still not a competent choice he had made...
Can you tell me what emotion this evokes and can you stand the pain?
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