Yo, that's crazy, but I don't remember asking.

The following is not the popular view of marriage in our hyperfeminist culture, nevertheless it is God's view.

I can hold it up, I can hold it up and I feel everything drain right out of it, and if I go to pick up a cigarette now with this hand I can't pick it up if I hold this hand up in an uphanded position all the time.

The poor penurious horde, naught in the cooking pot and naught in the belly.