In lieu of an actual sermon this morning, we're going to grab our canteens (and Charmin) and take a Nature Stroll with Rev. Bob.
On the 7th Day of Christmas, your true love gave to you _____________. How much do you think he/she paid for it?
Have yourselves a terrific Sunday, kids.
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...
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Gee, a freeby without an admission price. :)
Fuck Reverend Bob...
I'm no lip reader...
Limerick Time...
"A horny young lady from Nashville,
Used a Dynomite Stick for a cheap thrill,
They found her Vagina
In North Carolina,
And bits of her tits in Brazil"....
Hi SJ...xoxoxbgxoxox
On the 7th day: words, lots and lots of words. And I didn't even ask for them. What a lovely woman. :-D
Yes, indeedy, Charles, Serena's feeling magnanimous today and free's the word.:-)
Geez, Galen! Hi, yourself. Until and unless you get a new computer (or at least a new sound card), you're going to have to take up lip reading. It's just a mite hard to equate your, um, limerick with Bob in the Desert.:-)
Trée, my dear, one can only hope they were good words. If they weren't, get thee back to bed with pillow over head.:)
Serena, Lime has an idea , how about us collecting donation to buy Galen a sound card??/
I think Bob and G are very similar:
Bob looks like a Car Salesman, G is a Car Salesman.
Bob is from the West in the middle of the States, G is from the Midwest.
Bob likes his bucks, G likes his... well G likes lots of things.
Bob has a following of folks laughing, G has a following for his humor.
Bob likes to do his business out in the open, G likes to water the flowers.
I could probably go on and on, but you get the idea.
I think that's a good idea, Mona.:)
LOL, Charles!:-)
hey you guy's!!!
I'm like Rev Bob?
Well...Hallelujah!!!!!
(pass the plate)
You gotta get the coat, though, Galen, if you want to do it right.:)
For the plate, will you take a check?:-)
I don't know about the seventh day of Christmas, but my true love bought me a ticket to NY. (on my card of course)
I'll see if I can't convince the Monster to go out to Central park with me and find a good spot for a RevBob donation.
LOL, NYD. You and the Monster are going to rock NYC. I'd love to be there to see it.:)
Therein lies the quandary: if I didn't give a shit, then I could give money to Reverend Bob.
BTW, did anyone else notice those clouds that spelled "LOVE" when the camera panned to the right? That is how in tune I've become with his messages of hope.
Oh, and on the 7th Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me the Clap.
(Oops. Sorry. I meant the Clapper. And I'm not sure if I want to know what she paid for it. Damned cheapskate.)
Seven Salmon Swimming
About £2.99 a pound is my guess.
xx
pinks
Puggy, I for one appreciate your humanitarianism. Bob may control the clouds, but you control the purse strings.:) And listen, whichever item it was she gave you, you need a better lover.:-)
Salmon. Seven of them! That ain't too shabby, Pink.:)
This may not be quite the right place to leave my message. Serena Joy...
Wishing you and your family a Merry Christmas and thank you for sharing with us your very interesting and fascinating blog with us. I looking forward to seeing what you will be sharing with us in the New Year. lol
All the very best my dear online friend.
Annie
On the 7th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, a hot cup of coffee waiting when I got up for work. It didn't cost much, but it's worth its weigh in gold!
Thank you so much, Annie, and Merry Christmas to you.
Yes, ma'am, Greeny, you bet that's worth a bundle!:)
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