Traveling is a fool's paradise... I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea and at last wake up in Naples, and there besides me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from.
Having a little fun with a Chick Tract
I looked a bit more at that Chick publications page and just laughed so hard at one of the images, I had to share it:
I actually think this is quite believable! Hah! Anyway, I fired up the gimp to see if I could make the image match the text a bit more…
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