Sitting minding my own business on the way home and CRASH! Right up the rear. It was a dominee of sorts. Pastor, Preacher, Holy Man, you know the type. One of those churches I am highly critical of. You know PTL – No, not Praise The Lord, Pass The Loot.
I was OK:
Him? Well, bless him:
I dunno. You’d think the Lawd or the guardian angel would install those proximity sensors in dominee’s cars so even if they’re perusing their holy cellphones the car would glide to a safe halt with auto-braking. No?
Anyway, aren’t guardian angels meant to sit on your shoulder? Why didn’t his shout, Whoa!? or better, earlier on, Hey man, put down your phone!?
Mysterious ways, I guess.
~~oo0oo~~