Pat Robertson’s against #OWS, and his rationale is so steeped in an educated guess decision as to why a Christian shouldn’t involve themselves in it.
Wow.
Pat Robertson’s against #OWS, and his rationale is so steeped in an educated guess decision as to why a Christian shouldn’t involve themselves in it.
Wow.
The other day, I needed to run a couple quick errands before dinner.
Talulah loves to ride in the car, so I decided to take her along. After she goes through a routine of barking by the back door and excitedly picking up toys and dropping them by my feet, we headed out.
When we get downstairs, I showed her a spot where she could tinkle. She did. Then she did another bark or two while excitedly looking for birds and rabbits in the parking area of our building. The routine can sometimes take several minutes. This time was no different.
Finally she stopped after a short tail chase. She looked up at me dizzily. I said, “You ready?”
She seemed to agree. I unlocked the door, made her sit and let her in the backseat to sit on her blanket. I shut the door.
“You’re welcome, your highness,” I said.
From inside, I heard, “I said, thanks.”
I jumped in the front, put the key in the ignition, and — simultaneously with the sound of the engine turning over — I heard a yack, followed by the splash of wet morsels of food fall onto the floorboard behind me.
I looked back at Lou dog, and she looked back at me as if her throwing up was my fault or the logarithm she’s working on yet isn’t finished.
It was the look of a dog who had done nothing wrong.
“You couldn’t have done that outside the car, Lou?” I asked her half expecting her to respond. “All that time we spent between the backdoor and the car, you couldn’t have puked?”
She didn’t do so much as lower her head.
I decided that trekking back up the stairs to get paper towels was out of the question. It was too far. I’d buy a roll at the store on my second errand.
My ride was considerably disturbed by the lump of fresh dog-food puke and stomach juices seemingly gurgling and burping there there on the backseat floor.
And there was Talulah, sitting proudly, unfazed.
Like a good dog should.
I wonder which party wants to drag us to the red, and put us on par with the backwoods people of the world.
This is hysterical. It’s probably at a time when the parties were reversed in their politics.
In the event that you do come across some zombies, like the day Jesus comes back and you need to ward off the people he brings back from the dead, be sure to buy Hornady brand ammunition. You won’t be disappointed.
Both videos via, I have seen every youtube video on the Internet
It seems like everything is kosher in this video for a few moments, and then there’s a point when your mind screeches to a halt.
Wait for it.