Sales on ice cream are God’s way of telling you it’s okay to indulge.
I don’t get how gays can claim they’re born that way while at the same time supporting the argument that fixed sexual orientation is a social construct and that sexuality is naturally fluid and changing.
There are very few things in an ordinary American’s life that chocolate can’t fix or improve.
I’m pretty sure that my moral beliefs and my philo-Christian outlook were formed by the fact that, when I was about 5 or 6, my father found at a used-book store and brought home for me the multi-volume set of Uncle Arthur’s Bedtime Stories, which I read and re-read with an enthusiasm approaching fanaticism. It wasn’t until years later that my surprised parents discovered that the books were essentially evangelical tracts.
Bookworms are never lonely.