The other day I told some door-knocking Seven Day Cyclists that I couldn't talk to them as I was in the middle of a sacrifice. They scuttled off sharpish.
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Posted August 20, 2008 00:46 · last edited March 18, 2021 08:07
The other day I told some door-knocking Seven Day Cyclists that I couldn't talk to them as I was in the middle of a sacrifice. They scuttled off sharpish.