I once heard someone say that constantly imagining doing horrible things to people and then feeling good about it is pretty much the same as doing it. I can run with this up the point of no one has ever been sentenced due to thinking murderous thoughts.
I have a great many lessons surrounding me right at this very moment. It's like me and lessons are roommates. Not only that, I am the one that asked them to please feel free to move into the spare bedroom. Except the spare bedroom is now the weight room. So they just follow me around with all their baggage asking me why I like it so much when they visit and don't I have anything better to do.
Just thought I would unload in the short amount of time I have without sharing any details. :) I am now going to look up how to make a cherry pie that will impress the crowd when we celebrate Thanksgiving on FRIDAY.
Happy Turkey Day everyone. Drink as much as you can to celebrate the fact that the Indians (as in woo woo, not as in dot) helped us survive just so we could decimate them and everything they loved. If that's not something to be thankful for, all is lost.
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I love spanish turkey! Other than the fact that cherries are gross, I'm sure your cherry pie will knock the crowd out. Especially if you lace it with sedative. I'm just saying.
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