I feel sorry for you you're from IowaOriginally Posted by kamikhaan
I feel sorry for you you're from IowaOriginally Posted by kamikhaan
That would in fact be the white flakes that fall from the sky sometimes when it gets cold. Coincidentally, Texas seems to experience this phenomon once every few winters, and hilarity ensues.
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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