Muddy Waters


Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not clarity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

One day a preacher waxed eloquent. After the sermon, someone remarked, "My, wasn't that deep?"

"Nah," came the reply, "Just muddy!"

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