Years ago at a family reunion, our family had a week long argument with Aunt Kitty and Uncle Dave about which were better - Hostess Ho Ho's or Little Debbie Swiss Miss Cakes.
The Broyles family was POSITIVE it was Little Debbie's - - - Ho Ho's were TOO dry.
The Kitty Klan swore by the Ho Ho's.
We had a "blind" taste test. We blindfolded Dustin, Pam's son, and had him taste unidentified samples.
He chose Little Debbie.
Aunt Kitty Klan were still unconvinced.
Today when our oldest Daughter (the one who went to India) saw the news of the demise of Hostess, she put a link to the web page on Jeany (Kitty Clan daughter #2) face book with the statement: See, the Broyles were RIGHT all along.
If this is not a place where tears are understood, Then where shall I go to cry? And if this is not a place where my spirit can take wings, Then where shall I go to fly? I don't need another place for trying to impress you With just how good and virtuous I am. I don't need another place for always being on top of things; Everybody knows that it's a sham. I don't need another place for always wearing smiles, Even when it's not the way I feel. I don't need another place to mouth the same old platitudes; Everybody knows that it's not real. So if this is not a place where my questions can be asked, Then where shall I go to seek? And if this is not a place where my heart cry can be heard, Where, tell me where, shall I go to speak? So if this is not a place where tears are understood, Where shall I go, where shall I go to fly? -- Ken Medema
Chad Smith, a creative, unconventional pastor from Alabama, is selling himself on e-bay. Bidding is up to $2.25 now -- with $3000 for shipping. This causes deep concern. If this thing works, there will be a FLOOD of churches putting their pastors up for sale.
ReplyDeleteYears ago at a family reunion, our family had a week long argument with Aunt Kitty and Uncle Dave about which were better - Hostess Ho Ho's or Little Debbie Swiss Miss Cakes.
The Broyles family was POSITIVE it was Little Debbie's - - - Ho Ho's were TOO dry.
The Kitty Klan swore by the Ho Ho's.
We had a "blind" taste test. We blindfolded Dustin, Pam's son, and had him taste unidentified samples.
He chose Little Debbie.
Aunt Kitty Klan were still unconvinced.
Today when our oldest Daughter (the one who went to India) saw the news of the demise of Hostess, she put a link to the web page on Jeany (Kitty Clan daughter #2) face book with the statement: See, the Broyles were RIGHT all along.
Fun times.