Sometimes, you can’t write. It’s unfortunate. Sorry guys, it’s been a while, but picking up where I left off. . . *** Whether or not I’m writing a lot, I shamelessly self-promote my blog. I…
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The Road to Hell is Paved With Good Intentions and It Smells Like Burnt Hair in Here
“Chug! Chug! Chug!” Nadab cheered his brother on as he held the leather pouch above his head and poured wine down his throat. Abihu just continued to swallow, he barely even tasted the wine and…