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(preferably read in a somber, dark voice) It all started with One conference. Two clergy chicks. Countless hours on airplanes, buses and trains. When will it ever stop? Crossing oceans and countries to preach, leaving families behind. What will happen? No one knows. Don't miss the adventures of a clergy lifetime! Now showing at a computer near you.

onsdag 6 augusti 2008

Number two

Why is it, Clergy Chicks wonder, that conversation between moms, clergy or not, always turns to poop?
Upplagd av Maria kl. 19:04
Etiketter: Aug 6

2 kommentarer:

Ms Garbo sa...

I'm not a mom, then..?

8 augusti 2008 kl. 03:45
Maria sa...

Hah! You'll get there!

8 augusti 2008 kl. 05:51

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