Wood is often used in metaphor for its lack of comfort and vitality. I wanted to set the record straight. In few places do I feel more comfortable or alive than in the pews on Easter Sunday.
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This is laughable, but plausible.
Cutes. LOLZ.
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- Day 76: Waiving the white flag.
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- Day 74: Red light!
- Day 73: Rebellious as the day is long.
- Day 72: "It's like I'm staring down the sun."
- Day 71: Rain makes everything shadows.
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- Day 69: ExtRAwesome? LOLZ
- Day 68: Music box.
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1 comment:
On wood?
...I had to.
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