It's late, and I got my ass kicked today. Literally. My body wants to hurt, but the standard 800 mg of Motrin is barely keeping it outside the muscle and bone. So a short post tonight.
It's been said that the House of God is wherever people gather in his name. I don't think that whoever said that had the home of bare midriffs and plastic ta-tas in mind. Watch this clip on Bible Study at Hooters. Read the story here and here.