tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249989859779605272.post1411481524532877370..comments2023-10-02T06:04:57.351-05:00Comments on Belinda's brain: belindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04329443602922337980noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249989859779605272.post-45340884837247119652010-07-17T18:56:02.364-05:002010-07-17T18:56:02.364-05:00Oh, Belinda.
Every time I go to confession I seem...Oh, Belinda.<br /> Every time I go to confession I seem to repeat the same script: the same damn sins caused by my Big Fat Mouth. Do you remember the story of how the angel Gabriel came to Zechariah and told him his wife Elizabeth would bear a child, and Zechariah laughed and said, "Yeah, right...", and Gabriel got ticked and struck him dumb? Boy, sometimes I wish Gabriel would do me the same favor. How much trouble would I be able to get into then?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com