The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
Psalms 18:2 KJ
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Mulsims at the Stoplight

I was sitting at a stoplight yesterday, minding my own business, waiting on it to turn green. A
carload of bearded, young, loud Muslims, shouting anti-American slogans, with a half- burned
American Flag duct taped on the trunk of their car and a "Remember 9-11" slogan spray painted on
the side, stopped next to me.

The light changed, the Muslims praised Allah, shook their fists, hit the gas and sped off ahead of
me. Suddenly an 18-wheeler came speeding thru the intersection and ran right over their car,
crushing it completely, killing everyone in the car.

For several minutes I sat in my car thinking to myself,

"Man... that could have been me!"

So today; bright and early, I went out and got a job as a truck driver.

category: cultural  date entered: 2012-08-22