The other day I gave four dollars in change to a middle aged white man pan handling on the street. He asked for my restaurant leftovers to feed some of the younger people on the street and... of course... I gave it to him. It was Chili. The kind of Chili you get from a Tex-Mex place, called Carlos & Murphy's.
That is what a god does... Feeds the hungry...
Are you a god as well?
Ojibway Revelations: Indian Stuff. Not for phoney Indians with zero funny. Important, this could very well be the greatest blog on Indian stuff. Note may not please anal bleached perspectives. So read on Neechies, Blacks, P0C and White folk. Comments appreciated.
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
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