Monday, January 12, 2009
This Train is Bound For Glory
Scott, pausing while channel flipping: "I don't know what they're selling, but I want it."
I look up. It's two elderly women in suits, standing on a parquet floor with microphones, waiting awkwardly for something to happen. I don't even have to think about what they intend.
"They're selling Jesus, honey. I think that's obvious."
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