Son: “Mom and Dad, can I crawl into your bed and =
sleep with you? I’m scared of monsters.”
Mom =
(holding out her arms): “Sure, son.”
Dad (rolling =
over): “Not so fast. I can’t risk that monster following you =
into my room and killing me.
Go back to your own bed and have a good night’s =
sleep.”
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Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] www.grif.net =
"Jesus Knows Me, This I =
Love!"