I have some very simple statements this week. Be ye touched.
Crazy. Here’s an intriguing headline. “Kellyanne Conway’s husband is trying to tell the public Trump is mentally ill. She doesn’t agree.” I believe I’ll side with Brother Mr. Conway on this one. I mean, if anyone has exposure to the behavior of a mentally ill person, I’ll wager it’s HIM! Amen?
Christian. I can’t help but notice that the flock of Demoncrat presidential candidates are speaking openly about their faith. Unbelievable. How can these LIBERALS be religious? I’ll tell you what, though. If Brother Trump can be accepted as the evangelical messiah, I’m prepared to see Brother Sanders walk the aisle and rededicate his life to Jesus. Praise!
Carnality. A new scientific study is finding that, the longer an astronaut spends in space, the higher that incidence of a reactivation of herpes. Filthy. Clearly, there is some hanky-panky in the international space station. It’s bad enough to reflect on the concept of Americans getting nasty with Russians. But this also means that, since these are mostly male astronauts, there is some interstellar sodomy defying gravity. Leave it to these homoseculars to take their showtunes to outer space. Wicked.
