Pyromaniac has a hiliarious article on worldiness up today. This line in particular made me chuckle:
> The truth is, you can live a totally cloistered life or be as unhip as a Stephen Foster song and still be worldly.
I don’t know who Stephen Foster is, but his music must totally bite.
So, all is forgiven, Pyromaniac. I still think you’re wrong about the gifts of the Spirit, and I still have no idea what’s up with the your pictures, but sometimes you have something really good to say.
Stephen Foster penned the immortal Camptown Races, Swannee River, Old Susanna & My Old Kentucky Home — other songs can be found http://www.pitt.edu/~amerimus/songs.htm
— Ironically for all his Southern vernacular, I believe he was a Yankee.
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