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Thursday, October 13, 2011

Practicalities


Mental Health
Lord, let me not die with the taste of broccoli in my mouth. And if I live another day, I promise to eat only delicious foods, and to give only delicious foods to the poor, not as other men give. I can't really make much more of a promise, and in fact this one will be a stretch. Still, could you make my wife stop hitting me?

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