Thursday, June 25, 2015
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- -blessed holy socks, the non-perishable-zealot said...
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High, girl!
While I realize my penname is quite morbid, yet,
you shall find in our 23 blogs a lottagobba (subliminal) moxie
which has taken this mortal sinner yeeers to compile:
I lay it ALL out for you, dear - neet, packaged, concise.
Nevertheless, wouldn’t ya love an endless eternity
of aplomBombs falling on thy indelible, vigilant cranium?
An XtraXcitinXpose with no
zooillogical-expiration-date,
with an IQ much higher than K2,
and an extraordinarily, sawcy, rowdy victory??
Here’s what the prolific GODy sed:
“Faith, hope, and love,
the greatest of these is love -
jumpy into faith...
and you'll see with love”
Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe
(what I write);
God believes in you.
God. Blessa. Youse -Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL
Meet me Upstairs, girly, where the Son never goes down
(nonillions
x
nonillions
x
nonillions
of opportunities for excitement BTW)… - June 25, 2015 at 4:34 PM
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Christopher Baran of Channahon Computer Repair (www.channahonpcrepair.com)
Joshua Baran (holding Rebekah Baran, "Bryony" online administrator assistant)
Sarah (Baran) Stegall: "Bryony" online administrator
Timothy Baran (chef in training)
Not pictured: Daniel Baran, now 16 (because he wasn't born yet).
Every Holy Thursday, ever since Christopher was a toddler, we have recreated Holy Thursday at our house, one of the ways I made Holy Week--indeed all of our faith--come alive for the kids.
They no longer don robes and bath towels fastened with diaper pins, but the dinner remains a cherished ritual for our familiy.