| When I was walking to class one day this homeless guy asked me for some change. Well I usually carry around a silver dollar, I don't know why really but I do, and I wasn't going to give that to him. So I took out all the change I had and picked the silver dollar out of it and told him he could have all that was left. Then he asked "What did you do, pick the quarters out?"
WTF? Beggers can't be choosers.
__________________ There'll be no sorrow there, no more burdens to bear,
No more sickness, no more pain, no more parting over there;
And forever I will be with the One who died for me,
What a day, glorious day that will be. |