I know it's tired of me tuesday, but I'm tired of them dang bed bugs so in other words I'm going to write about them today!! it's be Tired of Bed bugs eating at my arm legs and feet everynight tuesday!!! So since it's suppose to be tired of me tuesday I'll have a little fun with this and write as if "Mister Mean Bed Bug" is writing so here he goes!
"Hello for those of you who don't know me i'm Mister Mean Bed Bug, but all my friends call me M squared B squared! I roam around at night with all my buddies eating away Elder Walkers body. Oh his blood tastes so good. I guess in a round about way I'm sort of like the Devil eating away at someones life till they finally just have to do something to get rid of me. They can try to let me stay for a short time period... but ask Elder Walker, I don't stop biting, and neither do my friends! We will attack till we are forced to leave. So earlier today I guess we drew the last straw with our prey, out of nowhere we watched as he brought in some bags to suffocate us from food, and along with that smoke bombs, and bed bug spray... we had no hope. Elder Walker got all the right tools to obliterate me. I didn't know what to think I tried to run and hide but it was too late. All the tools were in the right place and now before I go on to my grave I'd like to add my dying words here on Elder Walker's blog.... Just like Elder Walker got the right tools to kill me, everyone must prepare themselves against the Devil, they can't just sit around and let his attacking continue. They must arm themselves with faith against that fiend. They must realize that they might get bit every once an a while, but the atonement cures that bite quickly and without itch, unlike any remedy Elder Walker might try with my bites ;). One thing I have seen Elder Walker do to soothe his pain is immerse himself in water, it's kind of convenient that Baptism.... the immersion in water can soothe all from the Devils Grasp. Things don't stop there. If you don't keep me in control I'll just come attacking again. You have to arm yourself with the knowledge to do what is right. In the Devils world he'll come back, but luckily you can receive the gift of the Holy Ghost and be ready for all he attacks you with........... Well these are my dying words and I hope they treat you well................ DEAD"
Musical Monday already??? WOW Let me begin by writing a little jingle just for musical Monday: Here goes nothing
It's musical Monday
Better than fun friday
so Gather around the computer
Drop all your school books and your tutor
And come read the most fun blog
With music to help take you out of the FOG
OH it's Musical Monday where everything is musical
all because it's Monday
and music on Monday is miraculously memorifical
YAH!!!
So today by the title you might of figured out that I'm doing the song "Mean" by Taylor Swift. Which hint hint might help you find the egg today wink ;) wink. So Taylor Swift just so happened to write all her songs on her most recent CD about a guy in her life... not releasing who. I'm convinced this song is about Satan. We will go through the song and Satan's traps will be opened up to our eyes! So here goes nothing!
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"You, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you use against me You have knocked me off my feet again got me feeling like I'm nothing You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard, calling me out when I'm wounded You, pickin' on the weaker man Well, you can take me down with just one single blow But you don't know what you don't know" |
I really love this verse of the song because it's so true. Satan comes attacking us with everything trying his hardest to knock us down and make us feel like nothing. Luckily we have something "sharper than a two edged sword" to fight back. God's word. We can find all things to get back on our feet in the scriptures (see D&C 6:2) He comes in our most weakest moments and it seems quite often that he truly does get to us. Later in the song Taylor Swift further explain the attitude we must have to show Satan who's boss.
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| And I can see you years from now in a bar, talking over a football game With that same big loud opinion but nobody's listening Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing But all you are is mean All you are is mean and a liar and pathetic and alone in life And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean But someday I'll be living in a big old city And all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me And all you're ever gonna be is mean |
We must learn from this. We must tell the Devil what's up. All he is is mean and a liar and pathetic and alone in life and we can't succumb to what he wants because someday we'll be living in heaven and the Devil is still going to be that same old mean man down in hell. Let's show the devil what's up and be nice to all!
