Especially if you believe the prophecies of roaming, day-glo hippy busses making the Fred Meyer Red Tag store their temporary home.
Or maybe he just loves Freddy’s. In that case, we’re sorry for bashing it so hard the other day…we just think it could be so much better with a little less broken glass and sticky beer residue at the recycling center…and with a few more fresh/organic offerings. But if Jesus is on its side, I suppose we should be, too.
Happy Tuesday, FoPo!