And I only wish that you were saved, Endora, you wicked Clavinist/Calvinist-and your point being?
And have that apron-stringed, subservient, permanently banned, "un elect" "husband" of yours, take me on, uno a uno, on TOL, if he desires, and I will send him reeling to the canvas, slumped, on the mat, bloodied, as I do you, every time, you venture into the ring, with the great saint John W.
Wow-"roast your little..."- them some tough words, pardner. I'm not afraid of you, or your "husband," Burt, as I've fought bigger "un elect" ones than you, and your "husband" before. Put up your dukes, Burt.