This is still a dangerous world. It's a world of madmen and uncertainty and potential mental losses. They misunderestimate me. I am a pitbull on the pantleg of opportunity. I know that the human being and the fish can coexist.
Families is where our nation finds hope, where our wings take dream.
When Ole moved up north he discovered that he was the only Lutheran in his new little town of all Catholics. That was okay, but the neighbors had a problem with his barbecuing venison every Friday. Since they couldn't eat meat on Friday, the tempting aroma was getting the best of them. Hoping they could do something to stop this, the neighbors got together and went over to talk to Ole, eventually persuading him to join their church. The big day came and the priest had Ole kneel.