Martyrdom? Yeah, it's a really tiny little kingdom where the main character keeps sacrificing himself for dramatic effect. I tried telling his Highness, "give UNTIL it hurts...and no more," but he wouldn't listen.
I have to say, though I thought it was funny, albeit truly obnoxious and a bit nauseating by the 2327th time, I wasn't going to say anything out of respect for your freedom of expression. I must commend you on your sensitivity towards others that you have amended your signature with no apparent hard feelings. You are a class act, sir.
Yeah, I would consider buying the iPhone now, only someone else is going to make this available on another cheaper phone on another cheaper network by the time I'm out of my stupid ass contract with Sprint (or S.P.R.I.N.T.: Sticking the Poor with Really Immoral Nonsensical Tariffs--yeah, that extra $5 monthly thing for poor credit really irks me).
Funny thing, that. Seems the South got more wintry weather this year than we did. Still, though, I had to laugh when, as I was getting out of my car and carrying things to the door, a sixty-something year old man taking a jog says to me, "why the HELL did I move here from Virginia?"
Oh noes! I will miss her yet again! Have other obligation that will likely run well past 2 am. Drat the drat. Hug her for me, Gothkytten; I do miss her so.
Yes. I read a little interview of him in a Sunday magazine insert in my paper. Apparently, he shopped around quite a bit looking for a church, even popped into my own denomination, but his (then) teenaged daughters thought the Mormons the most friendly, so he went with it.