This post is on Bob Warr 'n Picket Fences which very few people read. Sometime in night's wee hours I got a strong impression that it should be posted on String Too Short to Tie. Here it is.
Priorities
"I wish that preacher would cut it off. Second Sunday in a row the Methodists have beat us to the Brunch Buffet."
"Looka that, hadda wait seventeen minutes for a table."
"Oh, wow! You shoulda seen that game last night. Double overtime and we didn't get home until midnight. What excitement! And we won!"
4 comments:
I never miss Bob's words of wisdom. (Or any of his other words for that matter. :)
Chuck, all utterances cannot be wise ones, I guess. (Even though we were very late from church, service of the Lord's Table, we were seated immediately at Buffet. All things work together, one way or another.)
I don't mind if the preacher is long, as long as he has something to say.
Lin, nor do I. It amazes me, though, where some people's priorities lie. And I have yet to starve to death waiting for a table.
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