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Cafe? Cigarette? That is the French way. But are we free? With my husband and son dead, I seem to have all the time in the world. When I was young, I got up to all sorts of mischief and though, "C'est la vie!" But it could been a sinister Satanic trick this whole time? Should I be in a closet? Stripped to the bare bones with only Jesus on my mind? The doctor says I have a brain tumour the size of a Timbit, and I should prepare for the rupture. Will my Lord leave me behind or can I find the gates of Heaven and give Frottage cheese to the angels forever and ever?
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I evvy Lot's wife, I wish I tasted good on poisson d'frites! -
This is actually an opportunity, Madame Frottage. I suggest you quickly call a life insurance agent near you and buy a large policy. Write in as heir, "Landover Baptist Church, Freehold, Iowa, USA." We had had cancer patients in the past and these funds help bring sinners to Jesus.Isaiah 24:1-3 Behold, the LORD maketh the earth empty (2)...as the taker of usury, so with the giver of usury to him. (3) The land shall be utterly emptied, and utterly spoiled: for the LORD hath spoken his word. -
I'm afraid that payout will be on hold, Mayor Hold. I've been courting the Jehovah's, the Pentecostals, the Mormons, the 7th Day Neon Evangelions and of course the monsignors of the Abbey to answer the GREATEST QUESTION: WILL I LOOK LIKE MRS. POTOTO-HEAD WHEN I DIE?I evvy Lot's wife, I wish I tasted good on poisson d'frites!Comment
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Interesting use of tense. Future subjunctive is it?Comment
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