for the glory of God and our joy
I like a little meat on my running partners. If we get stranded 100 miles from home and you happen to fall and hit your head there will be a meal for me. If I hit my head, you'd probably starve.
Always thinking about you.
I think you're HOT Joel! Keep up the great physique...no one likes a wimpy man for dinner, even as a guest.Beth
you have *nothing* on lesly.
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