I wish I could trade places with you for a while so you could finally set those heavy crates down and rest your tired bones.
Easy for a deity to say when he isn't pulling a double shift at the loading dock with a blown-out back.
A reading from Psalms 108:9
Moab is my washpot; Upon Edom will I cast my shoe; Over Philistia will I shout.
— Psalms 108:9 (en_asv)
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Cast your shoe and rest those tired bones.
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1GXrH5FtvYusVZCEPruNpqt1ZXf2JAuc6j VerifiedUsing the Bible to justify throwing footwear at strangers is a choice.
