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In Reply to: Woa - wait a minute posted by Acheick on June 26, 2005 at 22:48:10:
Someone suggested I needed to search my weasely heart & search deep for why Dad allowed me to fall off the roof. I say 'Dad,' not God since after all, Dad is now the personal guardian angel over the Family, watching over us & protecting us, even checking our cupboards for peanut butter.
So why did Dad allow me to fall off the roof? Yes, I must have been in a lying weasel mood. I think that was it. I was lying in bed, then I got out of bed & was lying to the media, & then I went up on the roof to lie some more & a media helpcopter flew overhead & as I shouted lies at it, I fell off the roof. Nothing like the devil's locust-helicopters of the Endtime to get you off balance.
Part 1 of my lessons about weasely lying.
Next installment: more about my operation.
