Sir,
Apparently thee reserveth thine true harshness for the folk whom thou cannot make a show of ministering to from above. This current partner of yours seems a lamb chosen that you may seem wise to an adoring cluster of thine own kin. Thy research shows recent reading... not much cogitation!
You will not become less dangerous until your integrity improves, so let your ignorance continue.
Regrets
YOu too are standing in the need of prayer
Your Leader Commands You

• Thy Words Posess the Distinct Odour of an Undrained Bed Pan, Sir - stormcrow - May 30, 2002 - 03:14 UTC
  • Correcteth, Have I, Ye Olde Typographical Errors - stormcrow - May 30, 2002 - 03:17 UTC
    • Thee have but little else - carefuluniverse - May 30, 2002 - 03:42 UTC
      • Once again, thine title is 2100% larger than thine post - stormcrow - May 30, 2002 - 03:46 UTC
        • Willest thou close thine mouth. - kc2gwx - May 30, 2002 - 04:44 UTC
          • But.... but Whittier started it! - stormcrow - May 30, 2002 - 05:28 UTC
            • K - kc2gwx - May 30, 2002 - 15:55 UTC
          • Your character no longer stands up - carefuluniverse - May 30, 2002 - 05:35 UTC
            • Is this to me? - kc2gwx - May 30, 2002 - 15:53 UTC
              • I don't know - carefuluniverse - May 30, 2002 - 17:33 UTC
  • Per Usual, Thy words begin with Impossibilty and run downhill - carefuluniverse - May 30, 2002 - 03:45 UTC
    • Pixelous Odors Aside, the Stench Doth Emenate From Mine Monitor - stormcrow - May 30, 2002 - 03:48 UTC
      • astronomy, god and science - carefuluniverse - May 30, 2002 - 05:40 UTC
      • astronomy, god and science - carefuluniverse - May 30, 2002 - 05:40 UTC