Spawn of Mars
Don't worry. If you like your religion, you can keep your religion.
Why I Missed Last Sunday's Visit
Sunday, June 10, 2007 10:12 pm
Grandmother kept me out. Through the door she wearily insisted her furniture had turned into people. "There's nowhere to sit." Besides, most of them were naked. "Except for the upholstered ones." Since she was still scrambling to clothe them from her attic boxes, she urged me to come another day.
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