Mark of the Beast?


It was always the dreaded 666. But could these temporary tattoos be getting us closer to the real Mark of the Beast?

Read about it here:

http://blogs.christianpost.com/friday-tidings/temporary-tattoosprequel-to-the-mark-of-the-beast-18017/

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