after ranting and rolling for a couple days my hormones have finally decided to return to 'stable' levels and give me a break. it reminds me of basketball and how i wish i was a 6'7" tall man running up and down the court and back again hoping for glory and just keeping hope alive. they say 'drop kick me jesus through the goal posts of life' but really, i think i would rather be carried for a touchdown nestled safely in our savior's arms. whenever i get down i am reminded that jesus is there for me. just like basketball.
yankee candle that goes best with a romantic evening with kobe bryant: just say nosegay
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Nothing says comedy like mixing sports metaphors... with candles.
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