My mice had Bible class today. I lost one recently but somebody else joined us. The branch manager joined us, too, which was great for us. He was hilariously funny today and he kept us laughing.
We are supposed to give money to Chucky's boss. The annual appeal. Fat chance. I wrote Chucky last year that with all the nonsense, where he supports and agrees with the Big Herod, I was not going to contribute another dime. We also are going to have some town hall meeting - again. They are still thinking they can build a holy annex. I don't think so. When the Rabbi left, they alienated a lot of people and people who are alienated don't give. Now if they were to tell us that the branch manager would stay with us for a million years, we would not believe it. I would not. I am buying a new gadget for the branch. That is it. So some people are not in the giving mood because the Rabbi left and I am not in the giving mood because of Chucky. Good luck with this policy!
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