two stories....LOVE;;;;;;;A BOY{chinese} and his dad were going back from a mis directed train on the train tracks on a handcart fast downhill and the boy's foot slipped and he fell partly from the car and started bouncing around hitting his body against the tracks and the ground and the dad looking back said "now you be careful there, roy......."PRAYER;;;;;;;a girl was watching her brother setting a trap for sparrows.....she went to her mother and was told to pray about it.....she came back and said" i don't think her{brother} will be killing or trapping any more sparrows and the mother said"what makes you say that?, she said, oh i don't know" the mother said 'what?'.....the girl said"i went out and crushed and stomped and kicked all the traps all to pieces.....he won't be catching any sparrows with those traps"
6 days ago
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I do not understand either story.
Um, huh?...
In other news, after two weeks of contemplation, Loren finally gets Mr. Putz's joke about Madame Bovary in his comment on her blog. "Madame Ovary" Haha, Milk Man appreciates this joke.
Putz, I hope I didn't scare you off my blog with my rather rude comment. Come back (Shane) to that same post (One Down, Four To Go) and read further in the comments, if you haven't already, for a more civil response.
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