"At first, Lyn Hiner thought it was a bug bite when she felt a sudden sting on her right thigh.
She gave her thigh a swat and the next thing she knew flames shot from her shorts where she stood in her San Clemente kitchen, eating an orange and attempting to plan the evening birthday date with her husband, Rob."
(, Sun 20 May 2012, 17:50, Reply)
...rather than question why her god put her through the ordeal in the first place.
(, Sun 20 May 2012, 18:51, Reply)
Hanging about outside schools and on street corners in their fancy clothes, with their pimped chariots.
Always the same, a few free 'gateway' prayers, leading up to a "service" or two, then the collection plate starts making an appearance and it all becomes wailing and gnashing of teeth.
*Lights crack pipe*
*Sits back*
*Puffs thoughtfully*
(, Sun 20 May 2012, 19:53, Reply)