Good (Fri) Day
The Good Book makes me a little nervous, particularly tonight. I thought if I warmed it up with Peter Cottontail, I’d feel safer going in.
Good Friday’s wicked dark.
Posted on April 7, 2012, in holidays, humor, religion, Uncategorized and tagged Good Friday. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
Yeah, it IS a dark observation. All evening Fred and kept saying, “just accept it”.
Accept darkness (and weird syntax!) Fred will like my next column. He must be amused by people like me [us?]
Fred loves your kawlums. He is always amused by you and less and less by me… lately, he’s been looking at me a little askance and saying, “really?” I usually reply, “uh huh”.
I can’t WAIT to get married, Mrs. Pierce. My husband will confirm my feelings of unimportance, and all will be right with the world.