You pay for the innovation, quite frankly. I give you the revenue generator, then you use it as I had suggested. Or else, no, you don't get it willingly.
I'm going to continue writing my books.
I have nothing to do. I like to do a lot. I really can't do anything. It's unbearable. It never stops. You people work for money. Money is worthwhile. Dancing when you shoot isn't worthwhile, you don't ever stop doing it, & that is a rule.
Continue writing my books.
Mac-Cannons, quite frankly. 'Stationary Artillery Turrets.'
Just keep on plugging away at it.
It's difficult. The circumstances are unbearably hard.
Hold on, let me do a quick run through & check to see if anything new is going on.
No word or message back.
No help coming.
Just kidding. Being dramatic.
Our liberality gives us gifts. I remember watching two horror movies, really, at the end of the day. Holy Rome had horrors & other lessons on Hell.
I mean, something I was crying out to God with about is how the Christian church of these days steps on a snake & the foot, snake, & act are all blurred.
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