Will wonders never cease?
I heard about this from a cowled guy riding a white horse.
Rather thin. Bony, even.
Had a scythe and a dazed, stunned look, too.
Lions fans, help me with this theological conundrum: Is being a follower of the Lions since 1958 a better analogy to Purgatory, or to Hell?
I've always inclined toward Purgatory, but the flashes of false hope seem more hellish to me.