Manalive!
Once upon a time there was a man who was alive.
2.2.03
I smell like a skunk: one of the charming fellows infiltrated part of our church (fortunately not the main sanctuary but an auxillary building) and left his odorous calling card. Not horribly strong, and I got used to it- but alas, upon arriving home the nasty smell re-emerged. What is this world coming to when even skunks have gotten militantly antireligious?
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