I'd Best Take Some Extra Ziplock Bags With Me...

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  1. LydiaMay 22, 2009 at 2:52 AM

    That's the antithesis of a glad tiding in my book!

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  2. UnknownMay 22, 2009 at 2:58 AM

    Lydia--cannot get on your site. My computer keeps saying, "Illegal operation." I'm going to shut the whole thing down, go to work, and hope it fixes itself by tonight. Until then, close that mind up and keep your brains in your head. Or, maybe they could wear helmets at that church??

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  3. debraMay 22, 2009 at 5:37 AM

    Perhaps aluminum foil would work.

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  4. GailMay 22, 2009 at 6:21 AM

    Brain catching sign!

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  5. Teresa aka TessMay 22, 2009 at 7:58 AM

    Hilarious - I'm sending this to my daughter Bobbie. (She had a brain tumor removed in Feb.)

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  6. PyzahnMay 22, 2009 at 8:11 AM

    I think the folks at GTA need to check their own cerebral cortex function.

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  7. Eleonora BaldwinMay 22, 2009 at 2:34 PM

    In your case, I think you need to bring the gallon-capacity ziplocs... Ciao bella

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  8. Batteson.IndMay 23, 2009 at 5:27 AM

    lol!.. that's what's been wrong all these years....!
    On a side note, I've just tagged you, come over to our page to see the deal if you fancy joining in.. (it could take several hundred hours !)..lol cheers!

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  9. Ricky ShamblesMay 23, 2009 at 9:09 AM

    That is startlingly candid for a religious organization. As far as their website address goes, I do believe Grand Theft Auto (GTA) London would be a pretty sweet game

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  10. Erin DavisMay 23, 2009 at 11:16 AM

    Oh, so that's where my brains went! Now I understand...

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  11. JewelsMay 24, 2009 at 7:18 AM

    OH NO! Not my BRAINS! I thought the western world had squashed all thoughts of anti-liberty and justice for some.

    Well, to hell with you GTA. My mind is an open book, the world is at my feet! Take that!

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  12. V-GrrrlMay 25, 2009 at 9:07 AM

    Oh, this just makes me want to spit. Sorry.

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  13. Viewtiful_JustinMay 26, 2009 at 6:19 AM

    I used to go to a Glad Tidings Assembly of God church, but when they found out I was gay they kept trying to "fix" me. No thank you.

    Great sign, though.

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