Be thankful

BrotherJohn

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For the hand that holds yours.
For the voice that calls your name with love.
For the tiredness that envelopes you at the end of the day.
For being snug under blankets and stretching awake in the morning.
Be thankful for the sun that slices through your curtains and the sound of a boiling kettle.
These are more than just days.
I hope that you will always be grateful for them.
 

BrotherJohn

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Each morning I stretch and let out a massive fart. Usually in the key of B, for a good five seconds.
Breaking wind is normal, albeit the trumpeting sounds and it's exit location naturally appeal to the infantile among us. The saddest part in all of this is that I am sure that you are elderly man, as with that other arch pedlar in all things disgusting, Sohofox, who at the age of 82, (yes, I acknowledge that he is not 85-90), but an utter disgrace nonetheless.
 

Richardvanles

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Breaking wind is normal, albeit the trumpeting sounds and it's exit location naturally appeal to the infantile among us. The saddest part in all of this is that I am sure that you are elderly man, as with that other arch pedlar in all things disgusting, Sohofox, who at the age of 82, (yes, I acknowledge that he is not 85-90), but an utter disgrace nonetheless.
Oh come on BJ. Are you telling me you've never laughed at a fart?
 

BrotherJohn

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I wish for all of you to have real friends in your life that will help you. Perhaps a good woman or a strong parent or older sibling. There is a sickness within you. A sickness, but I forgive you the insults. I do not pity you. That would be wrong. But I do forgive you.
 
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