Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Sunday, July 29, 2007
It's Sunday, and you know where you're supposed to be -- Serena's Twisted Chapel. It won't hurt you a bit, and there are no live chickens involved. Today's guest preacher, the Rev. Clee Tuss. Get down.