Apparently the world is flat.
I know this because I recently fell off the edge.
I know - you wondered what happened to me, well, there you have it, "there be monsters" and all that jazz... I can't confirm or deny the existence of elephants and a hugo-mongous turtle holding it all up, my last pair of contacts got ripped and it's hard to tell the difference between elephants and my laundry pile.
Turns out it's kind of a long way down at the edge, but not entirely impossible to claw your way back up.
Good to know.
If you want a BETTER excuse than that you're welcome to invent one. Until then, I'm sticking with my flat world theory.
And don't believe anyone who tells you that it's because I'm busy...
They're a bunch of liars... whose brains are obviously mush from all the museum meetings, youth conferences, sewing, PTA meetings, laundry, field trips, nutrition classes, shopping, planning meetings, church classes, eye appointments, dance classes, scouts, youth group, cooking, cleaning, oil changes, hair appointments, helping people move, and trying to just read a darn book before the deadline they've had to do.
Those kind of people just can't be trusted.
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