When I extol the virtues of those marvelous women who undertake tireless feats of faithful maternity, I am not referring to myself AT ALL. I may be breaking rocks in the hot sun, but it's because I fought the law and somebody else won. Whether it was Law or Gospel depends on whom you talk to.
Reb. Mary, Gauntlets, and I are on a chain gang. We wish we were good people, but we aren't. So if we say something nice about an abstract principle, any syllogism it may interest you to apply should lead you to conclusions about other people. Like, people who don't write whiny blogs about how hard their lives are.
"Y' know what's powerful commendable is them folks what haul logs honest-like."
5 comments:
Ha!
I know a really great song about chain gangs. There might just be a little shuffling dance that goes with it . . . Good thing I'm too freaking afraid of everything to record and post such a thing.
Robbin people with a six-gun
I fought the law and the law won
For the love Rebekah, now I'm going to have that song stuck in my head for a week.
Gauntlets: I would pay good money to see that.
Well, alright.
I'm the one in the very back, and I accept PayPal.
And here I was told you were a dead ringer for a young Lawrence Fishburne.
:D
It's such a relief not to be marvelous, because I'd surely miss getting to whine on this blog.
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