Its you kids who are so obsessed with underpants. "Underpants" is a great comedy word. I LOVE when I can use it. (Comedy Tip: anything coupled with "pants" is comedy gold)
I'm not sure what "longerie" is or what your "Jesus" reference was about, but then I don't understand very much of what you guys talk about. (RE: my bra situation, FReep mail me)
All in all, keep the anti-Mormon stuff coming. People are really warming to it and you're making a difference, at least that's what the Black Sheep of my family, Commie Tommy, says. He's a lurker, a staffer for Bernie Sanders and he's your biggest fan, so, fantastic job at wrecking what was once the best conservative harbor on the net, from your pal, Commie Tommy.
You have a problem with the content or direction of FR - talk to JR about it, I'm sure he'll warm to your views /sarc
I'm partial to "Tinkle".
Cracks 'em up every time!
Okay, so I have a serious question for ya, brother:That IS a good question, and, a somewhat unanswerable one as well.When DOES the TRUE begin to be replaced by the false?
Can I subsitute (a strawman alert!) a quite familiar scenario instead?
You meet someone that sweeps you off your feet and fall madly in love with them. They are all you ever wanted in life and they seemingly fulfill every need you have; with joy and happiness you'd only barely imagined.Time passes and you are all snug and comfortable in your relationship. Life is GOOD!Then, some little things creep into your relationship that just don't feel right. Small cues that something is not quite as it should be. You quickly think that you're having a bad day, or a week, and work to straighten out YOUR mind about these feelings.But other things begin to disturb you. The patterns of your life begin to change. Your partner is not as close as they used to be.You find scraps of paper with phone numbers that are unfamiliar. You catch your mate in fibs about time and location. Unfamiliar odors occasionly cling to their clothes.You're a brunette and find blond strands of hair on his coat.But; the children are crying and need your attention; so you rationalize all of this away.At a later date, your friends seem to be asking strange questions about how you guys are getting along, hinting at things you do not want to hear; mentioning an old girlfriend.Finally; you make the dreaded confrontation!Voices are raised; shouts scare the kids. He promises that it is not what it seems, and that he'll do better if you give him a chance.But, unfortunately, the TRUTH becomes known. The friends that you've been avoiding were right. You have been lied to.
NOW what do you do? 3 kids; no job, no prospects, middle-aged. WHAT do you DO?
WHY God? Why ME?? I did everything right; didn't I???
Should I leave? To go WHERE?Should I stay in this mess; for the kids sake; knowing that it'll never get any better?
... a serious question indeed...