Massive Lightning Again as Mr. Orange Attacks

Last night, as before, where Evil Light Towers of Drought have sometimes stood largely shielded from view, Mr. Orange showed to power the system.

As I write this, D.A.D.A.D.S. invoke Southwest!

Got it, Noname replied.

Soon the sphere container prison - lightning like Oklahoma again. 12 to 15 thousand strikes per hour as Mr. Orange tried to break free.

Undoubtedly a force of wickedness attempted to despite all disapproval, ignoring the power Jesus' wand of natural winds which Mr. Orange breaks, start their foul contraption of environmental mass murder.

Foiled Again!

The ever vigilant heavenly host saw to it as last time, no fires.

Those five big bills to St. Florian were worth it.

Now the Whirlwinds of Chaos, Dancing Spirits, Baalim, and all it is called by around the world, have switched to: We are actually helping because our actions result in trapping Mr. Orange.

And of course, they are still paid while I am not. You know except for the points and free 3-day passes from God.

Maybe we ought to buy whatever galaxy he wants to sell us now, I said to Pat.

He'll let us know when it is time to do that.

After all, I can take the advanced angel food production classes by entering our local Welcome Center portal.

Hmmm... Pat's thinking about that.

I am sure am glad you're above me in rank, No name said. If I pass you I am suddenly going to be terrified.

I say the say the same thing to Pat. Some of us know we're not as intelligent as the command.

Yep.