Originally Posted by Qwertyy

I just walked into my grand mother's house to visit with her before I leave for school Saturday. I couldn't find anyone inside, I yelled "hello?" but there was no reply, and I even tried knocking on the door to see if someone would come out. Finally I checked in her bedroom to find her praying on her bed. I felt like it would be rude to just interrupt, so instead I went and sat in the living room, thinking it would just be a minute or so since she had obviously already heard me. 25 ****ING MINUTES LATER, and this bitch is still praying away, at this point I can hear her, because apparently praying out loud is a thing? Anyway, a few minutes later I said **** it and just left, weird experience.

Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien

There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.