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Sheldon and Prayer (was: She musta like it ...)
On Mon, 30 Jul 2018 14:52:21 -0400, Cheri >
wrote:
>In article >,
says...
>>
>> On Mon, 30 Jul 2018 11:38:10 -0400,
wrote:
>>
>> > I never pray, for the same reason I never gamble... only losers pray.
>>
>> I think what you really mean is that you don't pray for goodness but
>> rather you pray for extreme Evil. You just use prayer for a
>> different reason than everyone else. Because you are the embodiment
>> of The Devil.
>>
>> "The boat-faggot abandoned this Newsgroup years ago simply because
>> no one wanted its kind of nastyness here and now years later the
>> facebook fool faggot was no longer wanted there so it has returned
>> to see if the noobies here can tolerate its disgusting faggotyness.
>> The faggot douchebag seems to not be doing well here this trip
>> either. The noobies will soon learn what a disgusting know nothing
>> douchbag it is, and then all that'll remain for the evil faggoty
>> douchbag is a trip to Homo Hell... where I for one pray it rots.
>> Even their mothers are disgusted with their faggoty embarassing
>> spawn because those sickos prefer male anuses and rectums to the
>> vaginal canals that birthed them... imagine a son that despises its
>> own mother... not a good person.
>>
>> "I don't mind sharing recipes, but no way will I condone violating
>> copyright laws to STEAL an entire book. I pray with all my might
>> that the messenger of terminal illness visits this nobody douchebag
>> rusty and his family... and all those who concur with his
>> scumbaggery."
>>
>> "Actually they wouldn't be so civil... they'd be yelling "May ye
>> gods of terminal illness pay hommage on yoose and yours." Hey,
>> TWIRPFinger, I pray you live long... to enjoy your children expiring
>> from cancer...perhaps you'll grace these pages with tinypics of them
>> rotting away,those bald, pathetic little ****ers. <G>"
>>
>> "Simply Mother Natures way of ridding the planet of the SICKO
>> (MENTALLY *ILL*) ass ****ing *******s... they *DESERVE* AIDS... I
>> hope/PRAY they *NEVER* find a medical remedy... and the more those
>> ass ****ers suffer the better. Amen."
>>
>>
>Nobody cares,
>What you have to say.
>Because when you're a faggot,
>Your opinion is ***.
I truly don't care what anyone thinks, it's my right to be an atheist.
I sometimes HOPE for occurances but I never pray... to me praying is
no more than spinning a carny wheel... actually one has a better
chance of success by spinning a carny wheel or throwing the dice...
and I have never purchased a scratch-off/lottery ticket... if I feel
like taking a chance I plant vegetable seeds, I don't pray they will
bear frut but I'm very rarely disappointed. In all my years I entered
a house of worship once, to attend a best friend's wedding who
attended cathelic school... and so what about the churchiness, the
marriage lasted less than two years. Neither of us attend any house
of worship and weve've been happily married going on 27 years. My
wife attends a local golf course, I attend to caring for this land.
Today even though hot and humid I decided to prune the lower branches
of the two London plane trees that I planted 16 years ago when each
wasn't much larger than a strand of ****ghetti. Those branches were
hanging too low for my tractor to pass for mowing. I pole sawed all
those low limbs, and then needed a rest with the A/C. A half hour
later I started up the small tractor, headed for the barn and attached
my farm cart. Went back and piled all the limbs on board so to make
one trip. I dumped them in the woods and by then I was soaking,
Headed back, put the farm cart away, put the tractor away, and went
into the A/C, I'm still soaked. At least I don't need to cook, dinner
will be the other half of those potatoes and eggs. THE wife is
golfing, I HATE golf. However we get along well by never discussing
golf.. I ask her score is all and if she enjoyed herself. We are
individuals and like different things. She knits. I cook. She can't
cook a lick, I can't knit a stitch. But she does her share of outside
chores, she would have helped with the limbing and usually does but
Monday is her golf league day. Thursday she will climb the ladder to
clean the gutters.., I move and hold the ladder. Being a skier she
has better balance, but I have a lot more strength... I have a fear of
heights, I don't do ladders... tractoring is perfect for me.
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