When I was disfellowshipped, my mom kept getting me subscriptions to the W and A.
Every time I moved, the papers would find me.
Now, they are no longer mailing them out, citing cost. Too bad, my girl and I found them to be sources of endless amusement. What great disaster threatens the world ThIS week??? Ooh, I wonder what the solution could possibly be?
Bah, humbug. Good riddance. I get enough junk mail already.
Anyway, the last issue was on child prositution. ironic, really. And in the back it had an article about how info on the Internet could not be trusted - interesting, eh?
CZAR
