Friday, April 06, 2012

He bent to wash the feet of corpusculed chubby cancled toes beloted from gout and other luxuries in a marbled hall from a velvet chair in flowing silk embroidered robes and such finery only palaces of noblemen of ancient yore explored. Not one foot a delicate womans, not one a washerwoman. Not one the maid, the cook the wife of priest because that would be unseemly it seems next to the corpusculed chubby cancled toe rot beloted from gout from a velvet chair. Someone said there was a whiff of Jesus in the air but you had to listen real hard to hear Him.

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