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Dear Lord, Thank You.
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I always like to read these debates.
With me it always gets tempered by the fact that life is progressive and fatal. Odds are real good that I can be fat, smoke, drink, fight, eat bad things, and survive to a ripe old age. My family has done it for generations. None of us eat sweet potatoes though. They make me gag just to think about them. As far as I know, I might be one sweet potatoe away from imminent death. It's probably my kryptonite. "Carpe Diem" is the only defense I can muster. ![]() If I'm lucky, I'll go out with a JJ maduro in my hand and a smile on my face.
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