grindael wrote:I like the one about the Snapple drinking troll...
Your response does not lend itself to a productive/civil conversation and/or discussion. It does lead us down a road that ultimately leads to a cul-de-sac/dead end where we find ourselves going round and round wasting each other's time. Rather than leading us in an unproductive/uncivil direction, you might want to add substantively to the discussion?
mentalgymnast wrote: Your response does not lend itself to a productive/civil conversation and/or discussion. It does lead us down a road that ultimately leads to a cul-de-sac/dead end where we find ourselves going round and round wasting each other's time. Rather than leading us in an unproductive/uncivil direction, you might want to add substantively to the discussion?
Of course it doesn't, not with you, the buffoon who doesn't know what the “F” he is talking about and can only troll MD over and over again until you get frustrated and skulk off.
Riding on a speeding train; trapped inside a revolving door; Lost in the riddle of a quatrain; Stuck in an elevator between floors. One focal point in a random world can change your direction: One step where events converge may alter your perception.
Choyo Chagas is Chairman of the Big Four, the ruler of the planet from "The Bull's Hour" ( Russian: Час Быка), a social science fiction novel written by Soviet author and paleontologist Ivan Yefremov in 1968. Six months after its publication Soviet authorities banned the book and attempted to remove it from libraries and bookshops.
Now, let me briefly say that, inasmuch as I didn't joint he church until 1978, this talk had quite a bit of staying power as it must have been recycled for at least several years until I finally heard it.
Nah, not particularly awesome. When I worked for the church, one of our jobs was to source citations and stories in manuals and conference addresses, so I have a lot of practice doing that. But you're welcome.
Runtu wrote: A friend of mine went to her bishop a few years ago because she was struggling with her testimony, having come across disturbing information about the early church. She was serving as the Relief Society president at the time, and the bishop just kept telling her to let it go and ignore it. One day her 6-year-old son was out helping her husband on their property. The father left the son alone with a riding tractor, and the boy took the opportunity to drive the tractor. The father returned to find his son crushed under the tractor, dead. When they sought comfort from the bishop, he told her this would not have happened had she not ignored her doubts and had instead stayed faithful.
Runtu wrote: Oh, no. I want credit. If you're going to mention me, say something like, "John K. Williams, who by the way has written a wonderful book ..." :)
LOL! I just edited the final version, which will be going up Sunday morning.
I plugged you by name and recommended your book.
Expect sales to go through the roof by Sunday night!
You prove yourself of the devil and anti-mormon every word you utter, because only the devil perverts facts to make their case.--ldsfaqs (6-24-13)