That awkward moment when you get to church and you realize you have your shirt on backwards with the plush in-seams showing all nicely for your Sunday school class to see .
"Green, is that a true story."
OH, yes! Indeed, or, something real close to it. On more than one occassion, too, I'm sure
Just so unfortunate, like I was saying in the streams of consciousness thread, that when you are always hurrying and worrying about things, oh, the bother of it all, the world, the poor, the tornados, the earthquakes, the markets, the family, I mean, God takes care of it all, why worry, right? We should just pray
Hmm, that's a good idea right there, hopefully, green can leave this post now less awkward than when he first divulged top-secret, beary widdle brain information