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CCR lay motionless on the ground. He couldn’t feel his legs or his arms. He couldn’t feel his heart
“Don’t bother trying to move, chump” came a voice from the shadows, “I’ve robbed you of your body parts.”
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February 20, 2007 | 1 Comment
Recently someone, friend or foe, brought to my attention the power of metaphor. As we all know, “metaphor” is French for “crap.” Sadly, most people at this godly university don’t know French, so I have decided to step out and give everyone a lesson in linguistics. So off we go, on a trip, way up there, in the stars, to the land, the street of metaphor.
In the beginning was the metaphor, and everywhere we looked all we saw was the metaphor. And we loved the metaphor, and we hugged the metaphor, and we worshipped the metaphor, for the metaphor smelled better than potpourri, and the metaphor was nicer than a fairy, and the metaphor could sing better than ol’ Frankie.
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Hello, sweet brothers ‘n’ sisters in His mighty Name.
I reckon y’all are wonderin’ what’s been goin’ on with the court trial I jawed about last time. Well, like I said before, my new neighbours sued me for property damage. Personally, I reckon they oughtta be more worried about damage to their eternal souls for goin’ up against a pastor – it ain’t Christian, you know?
‘Course, neither are they.
Well, the court hearin’ was last week. When I walked into the courthouse, one o’ my neighbour’s kinfolk (a li’l old lady) stopped me and looked all sad. She asked me, “Why would you do that to them?”
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Fancy country club, black tie affair, delicious food.
These are the images that drift through my mind as the woman inviting me to her son’s wedding reception rattles on. I assure her that I can fit it into my schedule.
“Great,” she says, “and would you mind being in charge of the guest book?”
This is odd, considering I have never met anyone in the wedding party. All I know is that the groom is the brother-of-one-of-my-sister’s-friends. I suppose that makes us family. Also, I am always up for a bit of fun.
