It’s Hela crazy, right?
I’ve found living Veles the best revenge.
I like Jesus, but Jesus loves me, so it’s awkward.
Rather thorny, I would think.
It’s a cross to bear.
Church mice really love cheeses.
Church photographers must feel trapped.
I read that and I thought “pew.”
My thought was, “Nothing could be more terrifying than public squeaking.”
Don’t fear - you’re a monk’s friends.
If a monk prepares a chicken dinner for the brothers in the monastery, is he preparing friared chicken?
I don’t know, but I’ll ‘tuck’ in my napkin and eat.
When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bike, until I realized the Lord doesn’t work that way. So I stole one and asked Him to forgive me instead.
So you think that the Lord wheelded some influence?
I would consider that an unforgivable Schwinn.
Don’t peddle your juginess around here!
My beliefs are spoken for.
I really thought you’d all be in tandem with me on this.
I try not to ride with crazy cycle paths.
I like banana seats a bunch…