Warning: The following post employs an indelicate term. This is because sometimes there are things that must be said, but cannot be said delicately.
PSALM 23:4:
When I walk through a valley that is plunged into blackness by the very shadow of death,
I will fear none of the skulking evils lurking in the darkness awaiting an opportunity to jump me,
For I walk with a bad-ass Shepherd, Who watches out for me on all sides;
He carries weapons, He is not afraid to use them, and He has mad skills.
I can think it, I can write it, but I don't know for sure I can walk it...
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