twistidd
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Jesus is treasure I don't have to search for, for He has found me.
Early this morning I headed out to an area that I had a feeling had been hunted hard previously. I was becoming frustrated because there seemed to be high EMI everywhere I went. Everytime an airplane was coming down its flight path, I had to turn the machine off because it was going absolutely bonkers. It was strange because that kind of thing never happened to me before. Also, each time I'd get a good signal, I'd get a harsh series of blips and bloops and snap crackle pops when I would wiggle the coil to isolate the signal. Plus, the detector would just randomly go ape$h!t on me from time to time. I put up with this for about two hours, until I realized that all of this was caused by a loose cable connection. Son of a! In spite of the difficulty, I somehow managed a '25 buffalo and a '42-P war nickel. After I fixed the problem, I decided to detect a little more on my way to the car and only dug a few DEEP clad coins. I ended up with about six dollars in clad, the two early nickels, seven wheaties, and a shade darker on my arms and legs.
Oh yeah, so I'm detecting and this guy walks up to me and hands me a little booklet. I knew right away he was witnessing, but at first I thought he was giving me one of those little books that basically says I'm going to Hell. Fortunately, it didn't. It was less doom and gloom, and the Jehovah's Witness who passed it to me told me that there is REAL treasure out there, treasure I don't have to dig for, treasure that is there for me 24/7. What clever wordplay. I seriously dig this guy's steelo. He doesn't just walk up to me and say the same ol' same ol', he actually customized the chat according to my hobby. He really knew how to hustle. He had me so impressed that I read the little booklet. Jesus is just all right with me!
Had a great day, but now it's time to celebrate Father's Day with my dad, B.A. Barracus.
Good day all,
Joe
Early this morning I headed out to an area that I had a feeling had been hunted hard previously. I was becoming frustrated because there seemed to be high EMI everywhere I went. Everytime an airplane was coming down its flight path, I had to turn the machine off because it was going absolutely bonkers. It was strange because that kind of thing never happened to me before. Also, each time I'd get a good signal, I'd get a harsh series of blips and bloops and snap crackle pops when I would wiggle the coil to isolate the signal. Plus, the detector would just randomly go ape$h!t on me from time to time. I put up with this for about two hours, until I realized that all of this was caused by a loose cable connection. Son of a! In spite of the difficulty, I somehow managed a '25 buffalo and a '42-P war nickel. After I fixed the problem, I decided to detect a little more on my way to the car and only dug a few DEEP clad coins. I ended up with about six dollars in clad, the two early nickels, seven wheaties, and a shade darker on my arms and legs.
Oh yeah, so I'm detecting and this guy walks up to me and hands me a little booklet. I knew right away he was witnessing, but at first I thought he was giving me one of those little books that basically says I'm going to Hell. Fortunately, it didn't. It was less doom and gloom, and the Jehovah's Witness who passed it to me told me that there is REAL treasure out there, treasure I don't have to dig for, treasure that is there for me 24/7. What clever wordplay. I seriously dig this guy's steelo. He doesn't just walk up to me and say the same ol' same ol', he actually customized the chat according to my hobby. He really knew how to hustle. He had me so impressed that I read the little booklet. Jesus is just all right with me!
Had a great day, but now it's time to celebrate Father's Day with my dad, B.A. Barracus.
Good day all,
Joe
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