to the Father of all Lies at the Third Stair at the Top Date: Mon Feb 05 [9:37 PM] Posted By: e-wench (the bottom stair)
Well thanks for the advice, Dad. Just to see what would happen I very nicely asked the thing in my house to help me find a permission slip that had been lost. Not only did I not find the slip, but now my checkbook is missing. I paid bills on Sunday night (02-04) put my checkbook back in my purse, and this morning it was gone. Some helper. So I yelled at it again, and I'm still standing. Why would I want something in my house that hides my stuff, breaking thru the 4th dimensiones me off and trips me? I have enough people that get a lot of humor at my expense already in my life without having to be a comedian for the other realm as well. Maybe you should invite it over to your house to play.
