Wednesday, October 30, 2019

That's what you get for helping.

You get a kicki n the butt. Or a door slammed in your face. Or a shoe . Something  lacking.

I was going down to Bible Study, but found this a time to take for typing.

If I get this all do in a few minutes, it'll be worth the time.

Don't fret on:
Individuals.

Heifers.

Shameless plugs.

tonratodes.

French Fries,

And Mothers calling.

The last one esprecially, because it's true. There's nothing bad about Moma calling. but she calls at 2pm, when you're working. You makie little steps, and this is fine. But bigger steps is good. Lord, 10. I ade another $10.

this is excellent. Every ten, you get:

A blog post,
A video
3 beats
3 web pages

You get a lot for $10.

And this is all free for doing what you are supposed to do. The reward stands.

I want you.

I love you.

There are others I love, but back to my mother.

Now, she calls, but it's not to help as far as I know. It's to see what I am doing. To set a trap, or to dine on intellect. I hope the latter, but I'm her son. We can't go candlelight because that's gay. And wrong. Or wrong. I don't even think my mother is a bad person.

I have to watch what I say. This is the wrong time for clutter. Chatter, or dissention. I love Brenda, but I hope I didn't lose her to masterbation. I nbut so much, it might not be there.

There were people after my birthright. It's them, not me that earned it, to them.

Now, you know that's not the case. I am the benefactor of my birthright. I made iit. It is mine, not yours. You don't get a deal on the labor of your children.

You don't say, I helped you raised you, now gimme. This is too awkward for the child. They don't understand.

You must realize you made a sacrifice that will pay one day, one way. But not your way when thwy are grown. The reason why is because you weren't there all the time. You were there until they got of age.

Brenda is mine. I know this. I know I love her, but can't verify fully. In any event, I have 1 minute until I go down for Bible Study.

I could keep wrong about the pastor. I could stemie him up to the battle axe contender.

I could make it out like Golden Axe, that good old sh-- there. I could. But alas, I teach to learn nomre to teach.

I give it all In Lord Jesus Christ's name, Amen.


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