Ashley and I recently sat at a big, huge, gigantic, shiny, ebony table with coffee mugs filled with cold milk, along with oreo cookies and cheese, and we discussed a deep, quizzical, perplexing, complex, perplexingly complex, and philosophical hypothesis:
What if God had an SN?
Would He be on your Buddy List? What He be on the top of it? Or in the
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