So, a pretend someone using a handle for a military chaplain did not act or speak like a chaplain. (At least as far as I can tell from my brief 45 min on FR this evening (approx.)
He showed us his diseased hands and instead acted like a broken needle in a major vein. ("By their fruits ye shall know them" )
Moving on to Night shift! Somewhere in the back of the "boulangerie" someone is busy making bread for tomorrow! Nice thought, Ne'cest pa?
Good night, off to bed!
“boulangerie”
I have to eat cardboard and grass clippings to control blood sugar now. :(
I visit a different kind of baker.
If Q crumbs they will bake it. :)
Tasty bread
cya