To Snake and Q,
I did not steal anything. I have lived here for about 13 years, and in that time I have paid to have at least 5 or 6 pick up truck loads of crap, that people have dumped into my yard and into the alley next to my garage, hauled away. As I said before, the alley is behind my home, and my detatched gargage. It is dimly lit and off of the main road...is not patroled, and it is not easily surveyed, even from the homes which is services, as the garages are in the way of a view. It therefore serves as a perfect dumping ground for all kinds of crap that the criminals wish to unload. I have had to haul away tires, and auto parts, oil and other toxic fluids, couches and other furniture, used building materials from demolitions, yard waste, and any and all other trash and crap that you could imagine that has been dumped into my yard by criminals.
The medicine in question had obviously been dug out of a trash can by the kids who were attempting to use it to graffiti with. You would have to be absolutely crazy to think that I would go door to door, residential or otherwise, to try to find the rightful owner of the medicine. That's insane. And you wouldn't even think of doing such a thing yourself for one second. The fact is that the medicine was either going back into the trash can from which it came, or onto my rash. And it went onto my rash, which again, and I'm sure, much to your dismay, is working perfectly.
Lamisil...the oral medication is used for toenail fungus...this spray is used apparently for jock itch, as that is exactly what it says on the bottle that is right in front of me.
Here's how God works...
I don't know if the drugs were stolen or not...who knows? I assume that they were because of the packaging being for resale, but I could be wrong...who knows? So anyway, the thief steals a bunch of drugs from the store, or off of a delivery truck going to the store. He sells what he can get good money for, or keeps what he needs, and trashes the rest, which includes the lamisil, somewhere in the alley behind my house. He gets busted on video surveillance, and is prosecuted and made to pay restitution to the store or distributor or whoever. The neighborhood kids dig the lamisil out of the trash, looking for something to play with. Yea, I live in Hamilton all right. God, of course looking out for their welfare, disappoints them with a colorless fluid that is useless for making graffiti. I say looking out for their welfare because this medicine is nothing to play with. It can be harmful if swallowed, or sprayed into their eyes, or ingested in any way. So they drop it next to my garage, that they were trying to graffiti. The thief gets prosecuted, the store gets their money back, the children are safe, and my rash is healed. That's the way God works.
And hey guys, you think you hate me now because I'm blessed? Man, stick around, you ain't seen nothin' yet. lol.
And to address what you're trying to say about my character or ethics....I'm not going to sit here and type out some laundry list of my charitable contributions, or lost items that I have returned to their rightful owners or turned in for recovery, for you. But let's suffice it to say that if anyone who knew me read the assumptions that you're making about me, they would laugh hysterically. You think I'm making fun of you? My friends, family, and/or coworkers would have an absolute hayday laughing at you about what you're trying to accuse me of. You could not be any farther off base. You're not even in the ballpark. Like I said, I'm no mother theresa, but I live very modestly, and that's just fine with me, because God takes care of me just fine, and I don't need a lot to get by and be happy. God funnels alot of money and stuff through me because I love to give it away to those who need help. I've often been criticized for giving too much, or to those who are not "worthy" somehow, by someone's self-righteous standards...to which I say "phooey on you, and I'd be there to help you too if you needed it, you hypocrit." One of the reasons that I can't afford to go to the doctor right now is because I give a lot of my money away. And that's all I'm going to say about that.
So, in conclusion, I would like to suggest, that Snakelord and Q go whack each other off, while fantasizing about feeding Christians to lions, or beheading them, or burning them at the stake, or whatever such imagination from which they might get some jollies. And just so you know, Jesus did not tell me to say that...I came up with that idea all on my own.
*flipping you both the bird*