Two boys were riding their bikes past my grandparent’s house when I heard the following conversation…
“It’s not Heavenly Father! It’s DEAR Heavenly Father! Thank you for this meal to nourish and strengthen our bodies and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah! It’s usually different every time. OH SHIT!”
That is all.
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Man, I love how momos are so deeply brainwashed that even when we (oops, see?) THEY are "sinning" and jack mormons, they get all defensive about getting it right. Ugh.
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