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The Lord's Other Gospel

Today I have one word to share.

BRRRR!

Does the world NOT know that cold mornings are meant for snuggling close to a loved one under a fluffy duvet? Perhaps a little heat generating activity? How in the heck am I supposed to maintain my cheerfully happy disposition on a blustery morning without the aid of such simple pleasures? And the Lord hath sayth: "Thou fore art not to rise without nooky in the pre-dawn eve of a blustery morn lest thee risk the wrath and damnation of the day."

Yes, He has told me this personally. It's gospel, dude.

6:07 am - 09.06.02
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