Money Can't Buy Me Love

Greeting of the Day, Chaps!\

When not enjoying the life of leisure, enjoying my litigation hobby, as Merrick describes it, the old high school and college thespian, albeit at schools most of the offspring of the most educated voters in Virginia will probably have some difficulties just being invited, maybe harder than trying to get on a ballot in VA8, enjoys being a bit of the "artiste", as JJ Evans used to say on Good Times.

The Board of Elections has submitted quite a compelling argument to the court in Richmond that apparently color-coded cheat sheets with prefilled dots to assist our most educated voters distinguish between their Rs and Ds even in the restricted spaces in a polling precinct, and so for our visual learners, we have prepared a wonderful PowerPoint with nice pictures to provide you a report card for a school my mother would have snatched me out so fast and hard my head will still be spending, but like the sitcom, That's My Momma.

I noticed that Oral Roberts University accepts 99% of those who apply, like a whosoever will let him come, abundant and everlasting forgiveness, and all that, but since only 32% of residents here hold any religious faith beliefs, they would probably have to hold their nose and lie (like we hypocrites to in church), or try out taking a break from bodily autonomy and trying to be something outside the sex they had been born in, and maybe they will grow out of it while they obtain at least some baccalaureate degree. However, if you are that far down, I would highly recommend staying away from that Prayer Tower alone. It has to be pretty bad to know that life came down to a choice trying to avoid being the dude with no college education burning in Hell for an eternity because then you decided to have principles. That has to suck.

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Major Mike Webb
You can't save the world if you are NEVER born!