Look, I und- I understand what you're saying, but you're not listening to me, this is plywood, uh.. you can't return it after you've cut it, it's policy, everyone agrees, don't they? They say, "sir, it's the best policy", like we've received no complaints actually, about our policies. Absolutely no complaints. People come here, they buy the plywood, they cut it, and they love it. They say, "this is the best plywood we've ever used." It's true, believe me, I've been dealing with plywood my whole life, I know plywood.

Splintered? Impossible. It doesn't splinter, it- you're probably doing something wrong. Me? If it was me it would never splinter, it's never splintered, eh- when I've used it actually. It wouldn't splinter if I wanted it to, and you're trying to tell me it splintered? Like, I've probably cut this same thing a thousand times, and they all come to me, they say, "Donald, how do you cut it so perfectly?"

I was once assaulted by a man. He forced Himself on me. I did not consent. I did not agree. I did not have a say in it. I did not even really know what had happened until years later.

Over the years, I've struggled to figure out how it happened and why. I still think about it to this day and am still so shocked that it occurred. Why me? What did I do to deserve this?

That man was Jesus. He assaulted me with His complete and perfect righteousness. He forced Himself on me by forcing His perfect life over my record of mistakes and shame. It happened in an instant- The moment I believed - And it can never be undone.

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The sardines may have been underwhelming in their hotness, but Matthew, YOU are certainly overwhelming in yours 💗

My business idea is the 'Gentlemen's Club,' which is so well-known in Japan. I do not know who the gentleman is. The gentleman is the manager of a small business, and he has a pretty clear idea of what we're doing. He calls his money-making business 'Gentlemen's Club.' He asks for our money and we'll give him money if he sends it back. But what's a gentleman's club? It's a very small business. Everyone starts up, and a few people from the gentlemen's club come in. The club is for boys to join. For the ladies and the gentlemen, it's for men to make money. 'Gentlemen,' says the gentleman, 'we need our money. Here is our club'--and the money-making business of this kind of business begins.

+rep He once beat up a goose to protect my Easter eggs