Stacey takes down a bottle and looks at the label. "Sorrow".
Stacey: Icch. Don't want that. Our Sam and Frodo are depressed enough, especially Sam, darn him....
She reached for another bottle. It held about 10 ounces of a clear liquid and was labled, "Joy". (ooc: no offense to our Miss Joy).
Stacey: Ah. That's more like it.
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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