Like everyone else, we here at Flock Hall sometimes struggle with doubt. Why are we here? Are we living the right way? Is this what is intended for us?
It's at times like these that we look for a sign. A portent, to tell us that we are indeed on the right path. Today, the Flock received just such an omen...
As Tessa prepared a special dinner for the solstice, she realized that we had been blessed. We all agreed to document the gift, share it with the cyberfaithful, and then put into the curry.
A potato shaped like a penis is not a sign from the Divine, you say? If not, then why does it look JUST LIKE Francis?
He really IS Irish!
Nature's Bounty
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so, how was the penis curry? Seriously though, this makes me open to the possiblity that there is a god, and he/she has one killer sense of humor!
The curry was lovely.
God must have a sense of humor - what else could possibly account for our method of reproduction?
Cockites... I can see the new religious movement now...
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