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As our guest pastor warmed up the congregation this morning with what he considers to be witty remarks, as the congregation chuckled and quietly applauded his antics, LM, in a voice heard above all else, said to me, "Mom? Why again don't you like this guy?"
It's hard to melt yourself into a wooden pew.
It's hard to melt yourself into a wooden pew.
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makes you want to keep every thought you have about people to yourself as it might be used against you in such an unseemly place.
i'm sure there's a graceful way out of this.
of course, i have no idea what it is.
crap.
I hate it when that happens!
Don't worry I'm sure no one noticed the twelve shades of red you turned.
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You'll love that story later, though. You know, much later.