If you can't be a saint, strive for demigod.
One of my desires is that one day, when praying, I ask God a question and a magic eight ball falls down from the ceiling and tells me the answer. I know, I'm crazy : )
I still stand by me use my Ouija board!
Blimey! I'm going to win a fortune on the Lottery this month!I believe!I believe!
Bird entrails.If it worked for Ancient Rome, it'll work for YOU!
VG - Yes, you are. ;)Spikey - oh yeah, sure, get the spiritworld to help you.Taz and Pig - Uh, excuse me ... did we forget sharing it with your favorite American friend who brought you this little tidbit of promising fortune(maidink stands looking up at the sky and whistles poorly while pointing to herself as if that will persuade them to share)CP - Are you insane?? I don't like cleaning out the chicken when it cooks time to cook. And those guts are in a bag already!!
Um Maid? The magic 8 ball is how I've picked all the wonderful men in my life. Nuff said, lol.
TJ - So I guess I have to cancel the one I was sending you for your birthday??
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