I drove cross-country a couple of months ago, and every motel room had a bible of some sort in it.
Incidentally, a lady walked up to my sister and me earlier and offered us each a copy of the New Testament. We politely declined.
Incidentally, a lady walked up to my sister and me earlier and offered us each a copy of the New Testament. We politely declined.
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.