He whom we look down upon,
whom we cannot bear to see,
the very sight of whom causes us to vomit
is the same as we are,
formed with us from the self-same clay,
compacted of the same elements.
St. Jerome 
Ok, St Jerome, I'll try to remember that
but I'm not making any promises.
Although reminding me that he's made from clay
might do a lot to explain his coloring!
1 comment:
that is hilarious!
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