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Monday, November 12, 2007

My Church


Preacher: Burnin' Bob Brimstone
Choir director: Peggy "Sing for your Souls" Perdition
Deacons: We don't have any. Nobody is worthy.

We don't hold Sunday school either. After all, what's the point?

posted by Jar(egg)head at 08:45

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I believe this is in Arkansas. The last time we rode up to Hot Springs, we passed a sign for this church on the way to Mena.
Pete

10:32  

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