I had a church elders meeting tonight that went on far, far too long. Brother Sam Goslin, who IS our Treasurer, goes on and on about the blame electric bill, till my eyes cross and you want to just spit and cuss. I swear, sometimes I think that way back when in the woodpile, there might be a faux Jew in Sam's lineage. And besides, if there had been a Ten Commandments Thursday today, on Republican Faith Ministries, as per usual, I would have reported Sam Goslin as having illicit relations with an unmarried young single mother of one little bastard that lives in one of Sam's Section 8 properties. I have it on very good authority that he just takes what the housing authority gives him as their portion of the monthly rent and then the tennant's portion is taken out… well, in trade — so to speak. If she ain't careful she may be able to trade up to a THREE bedroom arrangement with a newly arrived blessing which will no doubt have Sam's distinct hook nose. Sam might just have to buy him some new properties to make sure his chippie can be accomodated.
YIC