Now listen, you rich people, weep and wail because of the misery that is coming on you. Your wealth has rotted, and moths have eaten your clothes. Your gold and silver are corroded. Their corrosion will testify against you and eat your flesh like fire. You have hoarded wealth in the last days. Look! The wages you failed to pay the workers who mowed your fields are crying out against you. The cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord Almighty. You have lived on earth in luxury and self-indulgence. You have fattened yourselves in the day of slaughter. You have condemned and murdered the innocent one, who was not opposing you.— James 5:1-6
At first I thought this was an angry Tumblr post but then it turned out to be the Literal Bible and it got 1000x better
Well, gosh, I’m a basket case! I cry at fics, Holiday-season feel good family commercials, my daughter growing up, everyone who has been so kind to me recently and helped me get back on my feet, people falling in love, Miyazaki movies.
It’s staring at me, but for some reason I consider this cricket friend.
As I was getting home a minute ago, the maintenance guy was there. Not only was he killing the yellow jacket family that stung me, but after he did that, he wailed on the nest with a pipe before dropping it. I like him. He’s got style.