Engma's Channelings And Susan's Musings

When We Pay It Forward We Pay Ourselves

Tonight on the way home from Monique Hamann's wake I stopped to get gas and when I went in to prepay there was a young gentlemen dumping pennies, nickles, and dimes out onto the counter for gas. There were a lot of coins so it was taking awhile for the cashier to divide and count it all. Behind the young gentlemen and in front of me, was a woman who was getting very agitated, and was displaying a look of disgust while rolling her eyes so I quickly started to plummet her with pink light (the color of love) to assist in softening her mood. When the young gentlemen left to go pump gas the woman stepped up to the counter still fairly rigid and fidgety to order lottery tickets, and while the cash

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