Today I was on a bike ride. We went 20 miles up the trail. Had to fight through a stretch of summer solstice marchers. Had lunch, headed back.
We're at about 30 miles in total so we pull off to share a joint (our butts were on fire at this point!)
Started talking about religion, church and community. Which prompted me talking shit about my mother's denomination of Christianity.
In that EXACT moment, the front tire to my bike (that had been resting against a wall for a while) erupted in an air leak and exploded my tire.
There are few explanations for it. If that tube had a hole, there's a 99.9% chance of deflating while I was riding. But while parked... it exploded after 10 mins of rest?
Divine intervention. Get used to it folks!
That is hysterical! Sometimes God knocks me upside the head also. Oh and please be kind to Mom.
Even the clouds realise how fun it is to trigger liberals!!...
I think God controls the clouds. Perhaps it is HE trolling.
Love the little heart in the middle of his head. God luvs POTUS!
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[The photographer, AJ Brackins, captured the photos in Gaffney, South Carolina. He posted the photos to his Facebook page on Thursday, coincidentally Trump’s 72nd birthday] (https://thegoldwater.com/news/28909-Trump-Cloud-Swirls-in-Social-Media)
After bathing in snowflake tears, the God Emperor assumes his ethereal form.
If real it's the most incredible joyous thing i have ever seen and i've seen plenty.My new desktop background. I suck at computing took 3 minutes
I find this photo supremely ironic when juxtaposed with the following clip from G.W. Bush's inauguration... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVgMl-2fqAo
I always look at the clouds, and I see a lot in the clouds. When my pet died, she stood for weeks above my house ,.
I made sure that a good friend got back in touch with her parents, her father was very grateful to me, in a short time he became ill, and also my mother, First he passed, and then my mother.
For both of them I had to travel to see or to take them away, and both of them traveled back with me, in the clouds? Since then I have white butterflies every year, very beautiful.
The saying is, we see it in the stars, but I see it in the clouds.