To present myself, I gave the contractor my business card. He gave it twenty seconds of concentrated attention and then passed it to his secretary. The contractor joked that his secretary would give it the high level of attention it deserved. He was analphabet. I could have confused the package with the product and rapidly concluded that I had nothing to expect for our business from an analphabet contractor and gently blow up the meeting. I didn't.

By the time Irenaeus's generation was writing the topos of Nicolaitism was already developed enough to be harnessed to condemn individuals or groups for alleged sexual immorality.

You must then make yourself a wig of pine-moss and go up to the king's palace, which is close by; there you must ask for service.

i dont want boid (whoever said that) he is mean. boid is a mean bean.