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Ugh, it was a special place, especially for single sons and daughters. There were many Stacies and Stacylites. But there were those Beckies too. Their smiles weren't as bright as Stacy, but the devious grin to Chad foreshadowed sex before marriage.
It was a feel-good day indeed. Not only did you meet up with families you like the most, but your cousins, uncles, and aunts were there too. It was a special place. But one day, a bad wolf entered—the Gooblement.
Mr. Gooble was a bachelor and too paranoid to keep in touch with his family. On the contrary, he was suspicious of everyone. Poor feller lived alone in an apartment and blamed terrorists for his depression. He also blamed guns, and folks who don't pay taxes, and he blamed conservatives. But the number one enemy he blamed the most... the Church. "I know those sons bitches are up to something! My gut knows everything." Shaking my head.
Today, the Church is still around but reserved for the preacher's relatives and their neighbors and families. If you were to step inside uninvited, they'd be friendly but suspicious. They'll think you're one of those bad wolves seeking criminal acts or proof of conspiring insurrection with a militia. Ah, yes, some preachers still speak their minds about the Gooblement. "The nation is run by the Devil! All politicians are servants to Satan!" Ugh, not good to speak because, well, when Mr. Gooble enters your church, he brings that serpent with him. And the spineless cold beast will slither inside a weak person. Perhaps, the wife of the preacher!
www.newsweek.com
It was a feel-good day indeed. Not only did you meet up with families you like the most, but your cousins, uncles, and aunts were there too. It was a special place. But one day, a bad wolf entered—the Gooblement.
Mr. Gooble was a bachelor and too paranoid to keep in touch with his family. On the contrary, he was suspicious of everyone. Poor feller lived alone in an apartment and blamed terrorists for his depression. He also blamed guns, and folks who don't pay taxes, and he blamed conservatives. But the number one enemy he blamed the most... the Church. "I know those sons bitches are up to something! My gut knows everything." Shaking my head.
Today, the Church is still around but reserved for the preacher's relatives and their neighbors and families. If you were to step inside uninvited, they'd be friendly but suspicious. They'll think you're one of those bad wolves seeking criminal acts or proof of conspiring insurrection with a militia. Ah, yes, some preachers still speak their minds about the Gooblement. "The nation is run by the Devil! All politicians are servants to Satan!" Ugh, not good to speak because, well, when Mr. Gooble enters your church, he brings that serpent with him. And the spineless cold beast will slither inside a weak person. Perhaps, the wife of the preacher!
Major update in Mica Miller case three months after her death
Mica Miller and her estranged pastor husband John-Paul "JP" Miller were in the process of getting a divorce when she died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound.
www.newsweek.com
