Why was the Mormon girl excommunicated? - She was too Mennonite.
It’s one that one in a million might get.
Why was the Mormon girl excommunicated? - She was too Mennonite.
It’s one that one in a million might get.
I’m a excommunicated Mormon so I get it as I was living with that girl before we were married
Well done at striking out: I always view ex members of groups as more rounded and inciteful individuals.
Oh, I haven’t been excommunicated as yet. Maybe as I do like Jesus’ ideas of being moral to others and caring, without agenda, to those in pain.
I am a Methodist Preacher, CoE Reader, a member of the Third Franciscan Order and a friend of the second and first Franciscan Orders.
I think they still regard me as an alternative perspective which is presented while trying to avoid agendas. Obviously, I am a heretic.
Personally, I regard the orders as the ones who struggle to do what is good in the face of the hierarchy. Them being the complete opposite to that inspire Nazarene.
One small crack does not mean you are broken.
It means you were put to the test and you didn’t fall apart.
LINDA POINDEXTER
Politics is Hollywood for ugly people.
Alex Stein.
A great song. Sadly it is so like many others it is now an earworm where I know it must be in something I’ve seen.
Generally, others class these two as my theme:
Personally, I prefer to be lighter of heart and in tone:
“The significant owl hoots in the night.”
“Yet many grey lords go sadly to the masterless men.”
“Hooray, hooray for the spinster’s sister’s daughter.”
“To the axeman, all supplicants are the same height.”
“Yet verily, the rose is within the thorn.”
“The good mother makes bean soup for the errant boy.”
“What?”
“The good mother makes bean soup for the errant boy.”
“Are you sure the ill-built tower doesn’t tremble mightily at a butterfly’s passage?”
“Nope. Bean soup it is. I’m sorry.”
“What about the caged whale?”
“What about it?”
“It should know nothing of the mighty deeps, if you must know.”
“Oh, the caged whale . You want the Elucidated Brethren of the Ebon Night. Three doors down.”
Terry Pratchett - Guards! Guards!
Well, I don’t have a bra… but I end up with hay in my drip tips quite often.
No bra for me, but the rest is spot on from my younger years mucking stalls and other horse related fun, including getting wormer spat back at me a couple of times.
Yeah, my friend had just got a new horse and she told me to take a look at it’s left rear hoof. What she didn’t tell me was that the horse was not quite broke and I got a kick in the shoulder that sent me reeling backwards as my friend laughed. We were 15-16 yrs old and still stupid. I didn’t even think to ask her about the horse, I just trusted her. My first dumb mistake!
Do we need to set up a Go Fund Me for you and @Cary1?
None should be deprived of the opportunity to wear a bra.
This is the ONLY time I use a disposable, at the farm. I don’t dare vape there in the summer. We have hornets everywhere… and in the fall the yellow jackets are rampant. So I won’t be vaping there until next December
We don’t get anything like that, my only issue is my pockets get full on hay/chaff and it ends up in my drip tips. Or I drop my vape in the dirt/mud and it ends up dirty inside and out needing a full clean and rebuild.
Used to work summers on a horse ranch, baling hay being one of my duties. I would get that shit all up in my skivvies and armpits, mixed with sweat and bugs and God knows what else! It was one helluva workout though.
Spent my childhood on a cattle ranch in Wyoming. It’s amazing where you find, hay, mud, dirt and cow-crap on your body. Hard work, but it does something to your mind. Its soul/spirit cleansing. Must be all the outdoor clean air work.
Whenever I get to hating my current job, I always go back to those memories of the ranch.
Then I hate my current job even more.
I have fond memories of that gig also. Mainly because I was dating the boss’s daughter.