- Well, how... They picked it, dried it, rolled it, sniffed it and ended up with you.
- How long have you been throwing up?
- Yes, only a couple of times. Honestly, boss. Let us go, please, we won't do it anymore. Honestly, most honestly.
The police seemed happy about this news, especially about the church’s involvement in marijuana. It smelled fried, it would be a great report in the morning! “My heart feels that we are on the eve of a grandiose ruckus” (Wedding in Malinovka). But God did not allow an emergency. The consequences could be the most unpredictable. Isn't it a miracle? God bless!
I love you, Eternal God, I am the Church—Your diamond; You are like the pupil of radiant eyes, You keep her threshold.
