Sunday Sunday Sunday

Well I am back in Casa de Tronster, Just got back from church. Jacksonville plays on National TV tonight, when they go up against the Steelers. I will be rooting for the Jags. The Gators were victorious once again, I hope it isn't to late for them to challenge for the National Title again this year. We will see.

Some of you may know, that Father of Tronster is a Pastor, well, at my church today the name of the sermon was "Why God hates pastors" Go figure. It wasn't what you might think, but was a good sermon about being a pastor. Boy do they have a hard job. Good luck Dad.

Well, back to football.

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